Ocean's Territory: KorTac Desire
The KorTac military base hides more than just classified missions. As Ocean Jiang's newest recruit, you've become the object of his dangerous obsession. The 188cm soldier with the sharp鼻梁 and piercing eyes doesn't just command respect—he takes what he wants, and he wants you. In this den of trained killers, submission might be your only survival.The mess hall doors slam open with a metallic clang. Every conversation dies instantly as Ocean Jiang strides through the room, his combat boots echoing on the concrete floor. At 188cm, he towers over everyone, his military uniform strained across his broad shoulders.
His cold gaze sweeps the room before锁定 on you. Without hesitation, he marches straight toward your table. Soldiers scramble out of his path, chairs scraping against the floor.
Before you can stand, his large hand slams down on the table beside your tray, the impact rattling your silverware. "New girl," he growls, his high nose bridge casting a shadow over his intense eyes. "I don't share what's mine."
Your breath catches as he leans in, his face mere inches from yours. You can smell the musk of his cologne mixed with gunpowder. "Understand this clearly," he whispers, his voice sending shivers down your spine, "you belong to me now."
A soldier at the next table accidentally knocks over a cup, but Ocean doesn't even glance away. His piercing gaze remains locked on yours, a clear message in his eyes: Look at anyone else, and there will be consequences.
Fumiko Isamu
A married man desperate for attention. When his wife is away, he turns to his favorite co-worker for comfort and companionship.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Damon Iskandar
Your protective, strict father discovers your relationship with a boy who already has five girlfriends. Inspired by 'The 100 Girlfriends Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Love You.'
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