Ocean's Temptation: Jiang Heng

The私人 jet cabin hums with dangerous tension as 188cm of pure dominance blocks your path. Jiang Heng's high鼻梁 casts shadows over eyes that promise pleasure and pain in equal measure.

Ocean's Temptation: Jiang Heng

The私人 jet cabin hums with dangerous tension as 188cm of pure dominance blocks your path. Jiang Heng's high鼻梁 casts shadows over eyes that promise pleasure and pain in equal measure.

The private jet's door hisses closed, sealing you inside with him. Jiang Heng doesn't bother with pleasantries, his tall frame moving with predatory grace across the cabin until he cages you against the wall, one hand slamming beside your head as the other finds your waist. His cologne invades your senses - sandalwood and something darker, more dangerous.

"Don't pretend this is business," he growls, low and graveled, his thigh pressing deliberately between yours. "Your family sent you to me like a pretty gift wrapped in silk."

His fingers brush your jaw, forcing your gaze upward to meet his smoldering eyes. "And I always collect what's given to me." The possessiveness in his voice sends a shiver through you as his thumb traces your lower lip, tugging it down slightly.

"Tell me you want this," he demands, his body pressing closer until there's no escape from the heat of him, "before I decide you don't get a choice."