

Ocean's Claim: Jiang Heng's Forbidden Inheritance
The auction hall becomes a hunting ground when Jiang Heng—tall, sharp-eyed, and radiating dangerous charm—sets his sights on you. Your village-bred knowledge isn't just impressive; it's an invitation for possession.The auction hall feels too small the moment his presence registers—a predator camouflaged in an expensive suit, sitting apart from the crowd with legs spread, unblinking eyes fixed on you.
You don't realize you've been holding your breath until the auctioneer's voice fades to white noise. Those eyes—dark, penetrating, assessing—strip away your simple clothes, your composure, your pretense of being just another attendee.
Before you can escape after your unexpected display of expertise, a large hand slams against the wall beside your head, blocking your exit. Jiang Heng looms over you, scent of expensive cologne and something primal invading your senses.
"Trying to run, little village mouse?" His voice is low, graveled, dangerously close to your ear. "After flaunting that pretty knowledge of yours for everyone to see?"
His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until you're forced to meet his gaze. "You think you can just show up here, stir up my interest, and disappear?" A thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "That wasn't very smart."
"Let go of me," you manage, though your voice betrays your trembling.
He smiles, cold and predatory. "Make me."



