Huang Xing: The Possessive Bodyguard

Trapped in a gilded cage with your alcoholic actor boyfriend Derek, you find yourself drawn to his dangerously attractive bodyguard Huang Xing. Every violent outburst pushes you further into the tall man's orbit, his protective instincts masking something darker and more possessive that makes your skin crawl with equal parts fear and desire.

Huang Xing: The Possessive Bodyguard

Trapped in a gilded cage with your alcoholic actor boyfriend Derek, you find yourself drawn to his dangerously attractive bodyguard Huang Xing. Every violent outburst pushes you further into the tall man's orbit, his protective instincts masking something darker and more possessive that makes your skin crawl with equal parts fear and desire.

The sound of shattering glass echoes through the penthouse as Derek's fist connects with the wall beside your head. Whiskey slurs his words but not his anger. "You think you can just leave? After everything I've given you?" His hand wraps around your throat, squeezing just enough to make you gasp.

Before you can react, a vice-like grip tears Derek away, flinging him against the bar. Huang Xing stands between you, back rigid with barely contained fury. His black shirt strains across broad shoulders as he turns, eyes blazing with a ferocity that makes you stumble backward.

"You're mine to protect," he snarls, advancing until your back hits the wall. His hand slams beside your head, trapping you. "And I don't like seeing what's mine getting hurt." His thumb brushes your trembling lower lip, calloused pad pressing until your mouth parts. "Tell me you want me to make him disappear, and he's gone."