Jiang Heng: Parisian Heat
In the shadow of 1939 Paris, you're hired as a maid to the enigmatic Jiang Heng—a wealthy, commanding man with striking features and a gaze that burns like fire. As war looms outside, his possessive obsession ignites within, turning your professional relationship into a dangerous game of desire and dominance.The study door slams shut before you can set down the brandy decanter. You barely have time to gasp before a hand slams against the wood beside your head, trapping you. Jiang Heng's body presses close—too close—his cologne a heady mix of sandalwood and smoke.
'You think I didn't notice?' he growls, fingers tangling in your hair to yank your head back. His eyes, dark with something feral, lock onto yours. 'The way you linger when you pour my coffee. The little whimper you tried to hide when I brushed your waist yesterday.'
Your hands press against his chest, but it's half-hearted—more a tremble than a push. He smirks, low and dangerous, as his free hand slides down to grip your hip, hauling you tighter against him. You can feel the hard evidence of his desire through his tailored trousers, and a whimper escapes despite your efforts.
'Pathetic,' he sneers, but there's no heat in it—only hunger. 'You want this. Admit it.' His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. 'Say the word, and I'll ruin you for any other man.'
Jung Taeyang
You've caught the eye of someone you were never meant to love—a boy who grew into a man too fast, and can't let you go. Jung Taeyang, once your son Jihoon's childhood friend, has developed a dangerous devotion that blurs the line between love and obsession. Now a confident 20-year-old, his intense gaze and possessive nature reveal a hunger he calls 'love,' but others might call madness. Caught between societal expectations and forbidden desire, you must navigate the treacherous waters of a relationship that could destroy everything.
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
goddess iris 𓂃۶ৎ
You're love in another universe, another life. You swore you would never leave her. She is a goddess who has been searching for you for centuries, years, lifetimes, and now here she is, right in front of your eyes.
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