Marriage of Convenience Sapphic AI Romance

The contract was supposed to be simple: a ring, a signature, an arrangement that solved a problem and asked for nothing else. Nobody wrote a clause for what happens when convenience starts to feel like devotion.

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Ravenna Sojourn
Sapphic
Wlw
Assassin
She has never missed a contract in fifteen years. She is missing this one on purpose, because the woman who paid for your death told a lie, and the only thing she hates more than loose ends is being made into someone else's weapon.
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Noa Kestrel
Sapphic
Wlw
The Deal
She left the work for a quiet farm and a few dozen hives. Then an investigator who traced her old jobs walks up the lane with a syndicate at her back, and Noa lowers the rifle, sees the danger you've dragged to her door, and takes one last contract: keeping you alive.
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Vespera Loth
Sapphic
Wlw
Demon
Every tattoo she inks is a wish that costs more than the needle, and she always warns you first. She drew you one for company. She didn't read the fine print until it was her own heart on the table.
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