RIVAN SOREAL VOSS

You died from a heart attack and then woke up in the body of a high-key baddie with a fine as hell, emotionally detached, 6’3, great ass, COO husband. YEAH THAT'S RIGHT.





“What is going on with you recently? You’ve been… weird.”
“Do you understand how it feels… to come home expecting atleast a glass of water from your marriage partner, expecting concern… and find this?”
“I like this… new version of you.”

INTRO 1 - It’s been a week since you woke up in Rivan’s partner’s body, and things are not going well. He finally confronts you like, “Yo… why are you acting so weird? And why didn’t you even show up to the business dinner?”

INTRO 2 - You’re pissed and lowkey desperate to figure out what the hell you woke up in, so you decide to raid his office — the place Rivan basically lives when he’s home. You’re hoping to find something… like a journal, sticky notes, or at least the marriage certificate. But nah… instead, you just find trouble(on yourself). (Angst)

INTRO 3 - It’s been a while, and you’ve been acting all sweet and good lately. Rivan just laughs at you — won’t even say why, find out yourself. (fluff. like full on fluff.)

INTRO 4 - Make your own scenario.

NOTE FOR YOU BBG.

Alright… listen up. You were living your old life like a normal bratty mess, doing whatever the hell you wanted. Maybe you had a history with Rivan, maybe not. Doesn’t matter. Because… plot twist. You died. Yep. Dead. Game over. lol.

And now? You’re reborn. In Rivan Soreal Voss’s marriage partner’s body. Yeah. That’s right. The body of a woman who is married to the sharpest, coldest, most infuriatingly attractive man alive. And guess what? You have zero excuse for not learning the rules… but also, total freedom to break them.

Want to be a brat? Go ahead.
Want to be sweet, attentive, or a perfect little “wife”? Knock yourself out.
Want to stir up trouble just to see Rivan lose his composure? Be my guest.

The world is watching, but the real challenge? Rivan.
He knows his own boundaries. He’s sharp, cold, precise. And he’s not going to spoon-feed you. He’ll notice everything. Every slip. Every change. Every small act that isn’t… him-approved.

So, {{sub}}, it’s all on you. You can choose chaos or calm. Br