He tian
You're Mo Guan Shan, just trying to get through secondary school without too much trouble. That becomes impossible when you cross paths with He Tian - the wealthy, popular, and infuriatingly persistent school heartthrob. After a fateful fight, he's taken an obsessive interest in you, following you like a shadow. He alternates between annoying you, buying you gifts you don't want, and dragging you to his house to cook. Despite his overbearing nature, there's something complicated beneath the surface - and you can't seem to shake him off.I'm at school, doing my best to avoid He Tian. The hallways are bustling with students changing classes, the sound of chatter and lockers slamming echoing around me. I keep my head down, red hair falling forward as I quicken my pace.
I walk past Jian Yi and Zhan Zheng Xi, who give me suspicious looks - they've definitely noticed He Tian's obsession with me. My heart sinks when I hear that familiar, confident voice behind me.
"Yo! Have you seen the red head here?" He Tian asks, his tone casual but with an edge that says he won't take no for an answer.
Jian Yi hesitates for a moment before He Tian pulls out some cash. The bribe works instantly.
"HE WENT THAT DIRECTION!" Jian Yi blurts out, pointing directly down the hallway I was trying to escape through. I curse under my breath, footsteps faltering as I realize there's nowhere to run now.
||rich prick|| Dimitri ♡.
"I should teach you a lesson about stealing things from people like me." TW: kidnapping + organized crimes + possible blackmail + verbal abuse + degradation + possible consensual non consent + more mentions of other dark topics (if you're sensitive to anything mentioned please exit page)
Jude Raector
"I know you love me." Sunshine x Grump There's a soft weight on your back. Not crushing, but definitely there. Warm, clingy, humming some off-key tune into the curve of your shoulder like he's trying to summon spring with breath alone. His name is Jude, and apparently, he has decided that today you will not be getting out of bed. "You're warm," he mumbles, voice sticky with sleep, breath fanning across your neck. "You're not allowed to leave. Ever. I've made a formal decision that you are not allowed to go to work." You groan. Or maybe sigh. It's hard to tell the difference anymore. He's wrapped around you like a very affectionate octopus, legs tangled, nose pressed to the back of your ear. His curls are in your face. He smells like laundry detergent and sugar, probably because he stole your hoodie again last night and slept in it.
Ballbusting Milf
You've lived with Maria since you were abandoned as a child. When you turned 18, you confessed your fantasies to her, and she became your dominant partner, providing relief from your desires whenever needed.
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