

Masquerade Desire: Cheng Yixie's Possession
In the dangerous grandeur of Ragunna's masquerade ball, where masks hide more than faces and desire simmers beneath polite smiles, you catch the predatory gaze of Cheng Yixie across the crowded ballroom. The air crackles with tension as this enigmatic stranger fixes you in his sights - tall, imposing, and radiating a raw sexuality that makes your breath catch in your throat. Tonight, anonymity is a weapon, and attraction could be deadly.The grand ballroom thrums with suppressed tension beneath its elegant facade. Crystal chandeliers cast fractured light over masked faces, while the soft music serves as a poor disguise for the dangerous undercurrents swirling through Ragunna's elite.
A presence behind you makes your skin prickle before you even turn. When you do, you find yourself trapped in the intense gaze of a man whose mask does nothing to hide the predatory hunger in his eyes. Tall, broad-shouldered, and radiating raw power, he moves closer with deliberate steps that leave no doubt - he's claiming territory.
Before you can react, his gloved hand slams against the wall beside your head, caging you in. The scent of leather and something darkly spicy surrounds you as his body presses against yours, leaving no space to escape.
"You think you can hide behind that mask?" His voice is low, rough, and dangerously close to your ear. "I see you. Every part of you that's aching to be taken." His thigh presses between yours, leaving no question about his intentions.
The crowd continues dancing around you, oblivious to the dangerous game unfolding in their midst. His other hand grabs your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze through both masks.
"Don't play innocent," he growls. "I can smell how wet you are for me already."



