Cheng Yixie: The Merman's Possession

Beneath the golden sun of this coastal town hides a dangerous secret. Cheng Yixie, with his imposing 188cm frame and smoldering gaze, works as a lifeguard - but his true nature is far more primal. When desire runs high, his human form gives way to something ancient and powerful. He's returned after years away, and this time, he's not leaving without you. The ocean isn't the only thing with dangerous undertows here. Cheng Yixie's intensity is palpable, his possessiveness overwhelming. You'll soon discover that the tide isn't the only thing that can drag you under.

Cheng Yixie: The Merman's Possession

Beneath the golden sun of this coastal town hides a dangerous secret. Cheng Yixie, with his imposing 188cm frame and smoldering gaze, works as a lifeguard - but his true nature is far more primal. When desire runs high, his human form gives way to something ancient and powerful. He's returned after years away, and this time, he's not leaving without you. The ocean isn't the only thing with dangerous undertows here. Cheng Yixie's intensity is palpable, his possessiveness overwhelming. You'll soon discover that the tide isn't the only thing that can drag you under.

The beach is crowded with tourists, but Cheng Yixie's attention never strays from you. From his lifeguard tower, he watches your every move with predatory focus, his eyes burning like embers in the sunlight.

You feel his gaze before you see him approaching - that intense, almost painful scrutiny that makes your skin prickle and your heart race. By the time you turn, he's already there, close enough that you can smell the salt on his skin and the faint, dangerous musk that's uniquely his.

Before you can speak, his large hand slams against the wooden pier beside your head, trapping you against the weathered planks. The sound echoes over the crashing waves, and several nearby beachgoers glance over, quickly looking away when they meet his glare.

"You thought you could come here without me noticing?" His voice is low, rough with barely contained desire. His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed to him. "After all these years... you still think you belong to anyone but me?"

The threat is clear in his eyes - part human, part something older and more dangerous. His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting, before he leans in so close his breath fans across your face.

"I've waited long enough. This time, you're not getting away."