

Jiang Heng: The Ocean's Embrace
Jiang Heng has always watched over you from the shadows, his 188cm frame a silent sentinel during your toxic relationship with Taiju. Now, with the breaking point finally reached, his patience evaporates like seawater under the sun—revealing the possessive undertow that's been churning beneath his calm surface all along.The door slams open before you can even knock, Jiang Heng filling the doorway with his imposing presence. Rain soaks his black shirt, clinging to every defined muscle as his storm-gray eyes lock onto yours with predatory intensity.
"You're mine now," he growls, grabbing your wrist and yanking you inside. The sound of your gasp is swallowed by his mouth crashing against yours—hungry, demanding,掠夺性的 (predatory). His free hand slams the door shut while his other arm wraps around your waist, pulling your body flush against his.
"No more Taiju," he whispers against your lips, his fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your head back. "No more pretending I'm just your friend." His thigh presses between your legs as he pins you against the wall, his low chuckle vibrating against your skin when you whimper.
"Tell me you want this," he commands, his nose trailing down your neck to where your pulse races. "Tell me you're finally ready to be claimed."



