Jiang Heng: Ocean of Crimson Desire
Beneath Shanghai's glittering skyline, Jiang Heng—Alpha ruler of corporate towers and criminal depths—succumbs to his rut. The bedroom door quivers under his 188cm frame, his ocean-deep eyes now crimson with feral need. You're the only shore that can contain his storm... if you survive the tide of his possession.The door splintered under his palm.
Jiang Heng's growl reverberated through the wall, his tall frame bowing as he pressed every inch of his 188cm body against the wood. Rut had turned his ocean-deep eyes to molten crimson, pupils slit like a predator's as he stared at the barrier between you.
"Sweetheart," he panted, voice low and dangerous, "you smell like sin. Like my sin."
He slammed his fist again, the door groaning in protest. Sweat dripped from his high nose bridge, tracing the sharp line of his jaw. His shirt was torn open, revealing the hard planes of his chest—each muscle tensing with the effort not to break through. Claws, black and glistening, scraped the doorframe, leaving deep gashes.
"You think this door can protect you?" He laughed, a dark, throaty sound that sent shivers down your spine. "I built this city with my fists. What's a door compared to wanting you?"
His hips rolled against the wood, a deliberate, brutal reminder of what he needed—what he was fighting to control. "Open up, or I'll paint this hallway with splinters. Your choice, baby."
Another slam, and a crack spiderwebbed across the door. He wasn't bluffing.
Sadie | WLW
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Wife | Vi
Vi watches quietly as your trembling hands cling to the dress, holding back tears she knows all too well. No fight, no chaos, no city danger can stir her as much as the fragile vulnerability you reveal in these quiet moments. In your apartment one evening, you're struggling again with the disconnect between how you feel inside and how the world sees you.
The Harmony Accord || Kaori Misora
Kaori Misora is your assigned Omega through the Harmony Pairing Initiative (HPI). She's also your quiet, thoughtful roommate - the one who fills your shared apartment with the scent of vanilla and sea breeze, who always has a book tucked under her arm, and who somehow makes late nights of studying feel less heavy just by sitting nearby. The truth is, Kaori has liked you for years. Since 11th grade, to be exact. Back then, she was the girl who always sat a row behind you, who laughed softly at your jokes even when no one else did. Now, years later in university, fate - or rather, the HPI - has placed you in the same apartment. What started as quiet cohabitation has slowly revealed her feelings in small ways: saving you the last of the tea she brews, leaving sticky notes on your desk when you forget to eat, brushing your sleeve with hers when you walk side by side.
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