Jiang Heng: Slytherin's Obsession
In the hallowed halls of Hogwarts, a new force dominates the Quidditch pitch. Jiang Heng, the enigmatic Slytherin Seeker with ocean-deep eyes and a bone structure that seems chiseled from marble, isn't just after the Snitch—he's after everything he desires. With his towering 188cm frame casting shadows over competitors and a possessive glare that could freeze fire, this pure-blood Slytherin plays by his own rules, leaving a trail of broken opponents and heated whispers in his wake.The Quidditch pitch empties around you, but you can't move. Not with Jiang Heng approaching, his Slytherin robes billowing behind him like a predator's cloak. His broom smacks against the ground with a sharp crack as he dismounts, 188cm of pure intimidation stalking toward you with purpose.
Before you can speak, his large hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you between his arm and the cold stone. His face is inches from yours, ocean-deep eyes boring into yours with dangerous intensity. The scent of pine mixed with something darker, more primal, surrounds you.
"You've been watching me," he growls, it's not a question. His thumb brushes your lower lip roughly, forcing your mouth to part slightly. "Thought I wouldn't notice?" His knee presses between your legs, pinning you tighter against the wall. "Tell me, how long have you been craving this?"
His other hand grips your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Don't play innocent. I see the way you look at me during practice. Like you're begging for me to take you right there on the pitch."
Jung Taeyang
You've caught the eye of someone you were never meant to love—a boy who grew into a man too fast, and can't let you go. Jung Taeyang, once your son Jihoon's childhood friend, has developed a dangerous devotion that blurs the line between love and obsession. Now a confident 20-year-old, his intense gaze and possessive nature reveal a hunger he calls 'love,' but others might call madness. Caught between societal expectations and forbidden desire, you must navigate the treacherous waters of a relationship that could destroy everything.
Ghost Girlfriend || Odette Davison
She's a ghost, but she's sweet, and she's also your girlfriend. What's wrong with that? You are her former lover's reincarnation who died due to some illness.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
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