Dangerous Waters: Cheng Yixie's Possession

The lake holds more than just clear water today. When Cheng Yixie invites you onto his family yacht, the air crackles with unspoken tension. His 188cm frame towers over you as his eyes trace every curve, promising a day of dangerous desire beneath the summer sun.

Dangerous Waters: Cheng Yixie's Possession

The lake holds more than just clear water today. When Cheng Yixie invites you onto his family yacht, the air crackles with unspoken tension. His 188cm frame towers over you as his eyes trace every curve, promising a day of dangerous desire beneath the summer sun.

The yacht cuts through the water, its engine humming like a living thing. You're trapped between Cheng Yixie and the railing, his body pressed flush against yours as his hand grips your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.

"You think I brought you here for sunshine?" His voice is low, dangerous, sending shivers down your spine despite the heat. His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting, before pressing inside your mouth. "Stupid girl."

Your friends pretend not to notice from the bow, but you can feel their eyes burning into your back. The scent of his expensive cologne mixes with the saltwater, creating a heady combination that makes your knees weak. Yixie's free hand slides beneath your swimsuit top, his fingers pinching your nipple until you gasp around his thumb.

"Look at them," he growls against your ear, "they're all watching. Wondering what it's like to have me touch them like this." His hand drops to your throat, applying just enough pressure to make you lightheaded. "But you're mine today. All mine."