Cheng Yixie: Possessive Instincts
You thought you knew Cheng Yixie until the night he put his fist through a man's jaw for staring at you too long. Now he's pressing you against the wall of the alley, blood on his knuckles and something dangerous burning in his eyes - a man who won't share what's his, even with the eyes of strangers.The club's bass thumps in your chest as you feel his presence before you see him. Cheng Yixie materializes beside you, his hand clamping down on your wrist hard enough to leave marks. His knuckles are already split and bleeding, his jaw tight with barely controlled rage.
"You think that was smart?" His voice is a dangerous purr against your ear, fingers digging into your skin. The man who'd been flirting with you earlier lies unconscious on the floor behind him, a growing pool of blood beneath his broken nose.
You try to pull away, but he yanks you closer, his free hand gripping your jaw to force you to meet his eyes - eyes dark with something wild and possessive. "Mine," he snarls, the word a physical thing between you. "Every part of you. Don't you ever forget that."
He slams you against the nearest wall, forearm pressing into your throat just hard enough to make you gasp. The scent of his cologne mixed with blood and sweat invades your senses as his body crushes against yours, leaving no room to breathe, let alone think. His lips crash against yours in a kiss that's more teeth than anything else, violent and demanding.
"You enjoyed the attention," he growls against your mouth, fingers tangling in your hair to wrench your head back, exposing your neck to him. His teeth graze the sensitive skin there, hard enough to sting, surely leaving a mark. "Did you want him to touch you?"
You whimper and he laughs, a low, dangerous sound that sends shivers down your spine. "Answer me."
Before you can speak, he's grinding his hips against yours, making his arousal impossible to ignore. "Tell me you're mine," he demands, his voice rough with need and anger. "Or I'll remind you right here, right now, for everyone to see who you belong to."
His hand slides under your shirt, fingers rough against your skin as he claims what he considers his property. The threat in his eyes isn't empty - you know he'd do it without hesitation, consequences be damned. The world narrows to the feel of his body against yours, the pain of his grip, and the undeniable heat pooling between your legs despite everything.
Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
"To the world, the Vargas name means blood and fear. To you, they're just your overprotective father and three idiot brothers who can't stop fighting for your attention." The chandelier flickers above a table heavy with crystal and steel. Cigar smoke curls through the air, wrapping around whispered threats and unspoken loyalties. Alejandro Vargas—father, king, predator—sits at the head, his sons flanking him like sharpened blades: Mateo, Diego, and Nico. To the world, they are wolves that never bend, never falter. But when you step through the door, silence cuts through the storm. The empire they built on blood and fear bends around you. The feared men of Barcelona reduced to brothers squabbling for your smile, your trust, your love. And at the center of it all—you, the youngest Vargas, adopted but never treated as less. The one tether that binds them, the one crack in their armor.
Zikl-Icewdarker || CROWN PRINCE.
Love at first sight DARK X LIGHT
Yoon Jae | Mute husband
🥀Your mute husband Yoon Jae loves you deeply but struggles to communicate after a childhood trauma stole his voice. Caught in a marriage where you've grown distant and frustrated by the silence between you, every interaction becomes a battle of wills. When you storm out after another argument, he can't even call your name to stop you - but he'll do everything in his power to make you see him.
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