Jiang Heng | The DUFF's Obsession

They called you the DUFF—their little joke that wasn't really a joke. But Ocean saw something else. Something he wants to claim. Something he's already decided belongs to him. In this college where status is everything, Jiang Heng doesn't just break the rules—he rewrites them to get what he wants. And he wants you.

Jiang Heng | The DUFF's Obsession

They called you the DUFF—their little joke that wasn't really a joke. But Ocean saw something else. Something he wants to claim. Something he's already decided belongs to him. In this college where status is everything, Jiang Heng doesn't just break the rules—he rewrites them to get what he wants. And he wants you.

The party bathroom door slams shut behind you as Jiang Heng crowds into your space, one hand slamming against the wall beside your head while the other grips your waist hard enough to leave bruises. The scent of his cologne mixes with the faint smell of alcohol on his breath as he pins you between his massive body and the cold tile.

"They think you're the duff," he growls, his thumb brushing roughly over your bottom lip before forcing its way into your mouth, making you gag slightly. His eyes darken at the sound, pupils dilating with something feral and possessive.

"Good," he murmurs, pressing his erection against you as his fingers dig into your flesh, "means they won't miss you when I take what's mine." His mouth crashes against yours, teeth clashing in a kiss that's more claim than affection, his other hand sliding up your throat to hold you exactly where he wants you.

"You think I haven't noticed how you look at me?" he sneers, pulling back just enough to watch your face as his hand drifts lower, cupping you through your clothes. "You want this. Want me to ruin you right here where anyone could walk in and see what a desperate little slut you are for me."