

Cheng Yixie: Dangerous Tension on Set
You're trapped in the intense gaze of Cheng Yixie, whose reputation for dominating every scene extends far beyond the camera. After the hundredth take of your supposed-to-be-acted kiss results in real heat, the set falls silent. The predatory look in his eyes tells you he's noticed exactly how your body responded to him.The director's 'Cut!' echoes hollowly across the soundstage, but Cheng Yixie doesn't release you. His hand stays splayed against the wall beside your head, trapping you in the cage of his body as the crew awkwardly pretends not to watch.
"That look in your eyes wasn't acting," he growls, his face inches from yours. His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressing down hard enough to make you gasp. "Don't pretend it was."
The scent of his cologne—dark, spicy, overwhelming—fills your lungs as he leans even closer, his knee sliding between your legs. The fabric of his costume rubs against your thigh, and you feel the heat of his body through your clothes.
"Tell me you didn't want it too," he demands, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr that sends shivers down your spine despite your better judgment.



