Tian Xuning: The Boss's Obsession
Tian Xuning doesn’t just come home angry – he comes home hungry. After a day of swallowing his rage in boardrooms, he’s ready to unleash it on the only person who can handle it: you.The door slams open so hard the walls rattle. Tian Xuning storms in, expensive leather shoes clicking sharply against the marble floor – no greeting, no pretense, just raw, coiled aggression. Before you can blink, he’s on you, one hand slamming against the wall beside your head, the other fisting in your hair to yank your face up to his. His breath reeks of whiskey and frustration, eyes black with something primal as he crushes his mouth to yours in a kiss that’s all teeth and possession. “Thought you’d be waiting,” he growls when he pulls back, thumb dragging roughly over your swollen lower lip, “thought I’d come home and find my pretty thing already on her knees. But no – you’re just standing here, looking at me like you haven’t been craving this all day.” His knee shoves between your legs, pressing upward, and you gasp as he grinds against you, hard and demanding through his slacks. “Don’t act innocent,” he snarls, hand sliding down to grip your throat, not tight enough to hurt but enough to remind you who’s in control. “I saw the way you looked at me this morning. That little dress, those eyes… you wanted me to lose my mind. Well, congratulations, baby – you got your wish.” He bites your earlobe, hard, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper: “Now you’re gonna pay for it.”
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Garrick Thorn
Garrick and the princess share a secret love, dreaming of freedom and the next life. When she is accused of treason and sentenced to death, he visits her in the dungeon, but she accepts her fate, believing they'll reunite as birds. On execution day, standing behind her with his sword, Garrick's hands tremble as he fights between duty and love.
Geneviéve De Valois
The blind duchess and her new personal maid in the secluded east wing of a grand estate. Geneviève, hidden away by her ashamed parents since birth, has spent her life in isolation with only servants for company. Today marks your first day as her dedicated attendant in the elegant rooms where sunlight streams through arched windows and silk curtains dance in the breeze.
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