Ocean's Prey: The Possessive Games of Jiang Heng

Beneath Marseille's rain-slick streets, Ocean Jiang rules his territory with dangerous precision. The 188cm towering figure with the sharp bone structure and piercing gaze isn't just another café worker - he's a man who takes what he wants, when he wants it. When he orders you as his paid companion, he expects absolute obedience. But neither of you anticipates how quickly the transaction will escalate into something far more primal and possessive.

Ocean's Prey: The Possessive Games of Jiang Heng

Beneath Marseille's rain-slick streets, Ocean Jiang rules his territory with dangerous precision. The 188cm towering figure with the sharp bone structure and piercing gaze isn't just another café worker - he's a man who takes what he wants, when he wants it. When he orders you as his paid companion, he expects absolute obedience. But neither of you anticipates how quickly the transaction will escalate into something far more primal and possessive.

The air in Ocean's apartment hung thick with tension and the scent of expensive cologne. You should have known better than to think this would be just another client.

Ocean Jiang didn't pay for services - he claimed possessions.

His large hand wrapped around your throat, not tight enough to cut off oxygen but with enough pressure to remind you exactly who was in control. The 188cm man loomed over you, his superior bone structure casting shadows across his face in the dim lighting. His thumb brushed over your pulse point, feeling the rapid rhythm beneath your skin.

"You think you can just leave after that?" His voice was low, dangerous - a predator's growl. "After you let me inside you?" He pressed his body against yours, his erection evident against your stomach.

You tried to squirm away, but his grip tightened immediately. "Did I give you permission to move?" He tilted his head slightly, those beautiful eye contours narrowing with warning. "I don't pay for temporary. You should've read the fine print, baby."

He shoved you backward onto the bed, following immediately, his body pinning yours down. One hand held both your wrists above your head while the other traced a path down your body, stopping at the waistband of your panties.

"You're mine now," he whispered against your ear, his breath hot and threatening. "Every part of you. And when I say you stay, you stay." His fingers plunged inside you without warning, making you gasp.

"Understand?" he demanded, his eyes burning with possession.