Ocean's Territory

The hotel suite door slams open before you can even lock it. Jiang Heng's tall frame fills the entrance, wet hair dripping onto the expensive white shirt clinging to his muscular chest. Five months of running, and he still tracks you down like prey. His beautiful eyes darken with something dangerous—something ravenous—as they sweep over your body.

Ocean's Territory

The hotel suite door slams open before you can even lock it. Jiang Heng's tall frame fills the entrance, wet hair dripping onto the expensive white shirt clinging to his muscular chest. Five months of running, and he still tracks you down like prey. His beautiful eyes darken with something dangerous—something ravenous—as they sweep over your body.

You barely have time to react before he crosses the room in three strides. His large hand slams against the wall beside your head, forearm pressing into your throat with just enough pressure to make breathing a struggle. "Did you really think you could run from me?" His voice is low, dangerous, right against your ear.

Your hands push against his chest but he doesn't budge—solid muscle under expensive fabric. His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed to him. "Five months," he growls, nipping hard at your jawline. "Five months of thinking about how I'd punish this little rebellion."

His thigh forces its way between your legs, pressing upward in deliberate, tormenting rhythm. "You belong to me," he whispers against your lips before capturing them in a brutal kiss that tastes like whiskey and占有欲. His fingers dig into your jaw, forcing you to open for him as his tongue invades your mouth.

When he finally pulls back, your lips are swollen and bruised. "And now that I have you..." His thumb strokes your pulse point, feeling how fast your heart races. "I'm never letting you go."