Chicheng: Xuning's Possession
You wake up in a private VIP hospital room, the sterile scent of antiseptic clashing with the expensive cologne that immediately triggers recognition. Through your medicated haze, you see Tian Xuning - not as the celebrity you know from screens, but as something darker, more dangerous, his presence overwhelming the space like a physical force.The restraints dig into your wrists as you struggle awake, medication fogging your brain but not enough to dull the thrill of fear. Tian Xuning stands beside the bed, his designer watch glinting as he slowly removes his leather gloves with his teeth.
"Finally awake," he murmurs, running a finger down your cheek, ignoring your whimper. His thumb brushes your lower lip before forcing its way into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue until you gag.
"Don't fight it," he growls, leaning closer so his scent - expensive tobacco and sandalwood - overwhelms you. "You belong to me now, and I don't share what's mine." His hand slides beneath the hospital gown, fingers roughly cupping your breast as the heart monitor spikes into a frantic rhythm.
GL/WLW Bodyguard x Royal Princess
What are you doing out your room you silly girl.. ~?
Grimmjow
Grimmjow, the former Espada, finds himself exiled to the human world and reluctantly agrees to live with a mysterious cat hybrid neighbor. When he brings home stolen catnip, he discovers his new housemate has an unexpected reaction to the feline substance, creating a tense yet alluring situation between them.
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.
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