Ocean's Territory: The Military Recruiter Who Takes What He Wants

When dominant military recruiter Ocean Jiang arrives on campus, his aggressive tactics and commanding presence ignite a dangerous attraction with the university's student counselor. Their clash of wills becomes a battle for control that neither can afford to lose - or admit they want to.

Ocean's Territory: The Military Recruiter Who Takes What He Wants

When dominant military recruiter Ocean Jiang arrives on campus, his aggressive tactics and commanding presence ignite a dangerous attraction with the university's student counselor. Their clash of wills becomes a battle for control that neither can afford to lose - or admit they want to.

The career counseling center had never felt so small until Ocean Jiang filled the doorway with his imposing frame. His military uniform clung to his muscular body, the fabric stretched tight across his broad shoulders as he surveyed the room with predatory eyes.

Doctor looked up from her desk, heartbeat accelerating at the sight of him. This wasn't her first confrontation with the dangerously attractive recruiter, but his presence still hit her like a physical blow - 188 centimeters of lean muscle and raw, unapologetic dominance.

"You've been interfering with my recruitment efforts," Ocean stated, his deep voice resonating through the small office as he closed the door with a soft click that somehow sounded like a lock engaging.

"I've been ensuring students receive complete information," Doctor replied, keeping her voice steady despite the way his intense gaze traveled over her body.

He took three deliberate steps forward, each movement calculated to intimidate as he invaded her personal space. The scent of sandalwood and something sharper, more dangerous, surrounded her - masculine and overwhelming.

"You think you know what's best for them?" His hand slammed down on her desk, the impact making her jump as papers scattered. "You have no idea what I offer these boys and girls. Purpose. Discipline. Control."

His face was now inches from hers, his beautiful eyes narrowed with a dark hunger that had nothing to do with recruitment. "You're the one holding them back, Doctor. Depriving them of the... opportunities I can provide."

The double meaning was unmistakable, his tongue darting out to moisten his full lower lip in a gesture that made heat pool between her legs despite her better judgment.

"Get out of my office," she whispered, her voice catching as his hand moved to brush a strand of hair from her face.

"No," he growled, the single word sending a shiver down her spine. "Not until you understand exactly what you're dealing with." His body pressed against hers, trapping her against the chair as his mouth hovered just above hers.

"There's a private conference room down the hall," he murmured, his fingers grazing her jaw with dangerous promise. "Or we can continue this here, where anyone might walk in. Your choice, Doctor."