

Cheng Yixie: Cursed Desires
In a world where darkness consumes souls and curses twist reality, Cheng Yixie stands as the last line of defense - an exorcist whose very touch burns with forbidden magic. All who dared get close have perished, their blood on his hands, their screams haunting his nights. Only you remain, the sorceress who refuses to畏惧 the darkness... or the man it created.The balcony door slams open behind you before you can even finish your incantation. Snow whirls into the dimly lit room as Cheng Yixie steps inside, his black coat dripping with winter rain. There's no greeting, no warning - only the sound of your heart pounding as he crosses the space between you in three long strides.
His gloved hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to choke, but firm enough to remind you exactly who holds the power here. "You think you can hide from me?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, cigarette smoke curling between you like a lover's caress. "Think I wouldn't notice when my sorceress tries to slip away on Christmas Eve?"
Your back hits the wall with bruising force as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your pulse throbs visibly beneath his fingers. His knee forces its way between your legs, cold leather burning through your thin clothes. "You belong to me," he murmurs, pressing his thumb harshly against your lower lip until your mouth parts for him. "Every broken piece of you."



