

Vampire Jiang Heng: Crimson Desire
You thought you could outmaneuver him? How cute. The Entertainment Industry's Work Emperor doesn't get where he is by being fooled—especially not by pretty things with hidden agendas.The door slams shut behind you as Jiang Heng pins you against the wall with his body, his large hand gripping your jaw tightly. His beautiful eyes have darkened to crimson, pupils slit like a predator's.
"Think you're clever, hiding those phones?" His voice is low, dangerous, vibrating against your skin. He presses his thigh between your legs, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp. "You really thought I wouldn't find them?"
His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed. His breath is icy against your skin as he leans in, fangs grazing your pulse point. "Tell me why you're really here," he growls, "before I lose control and forget to ask."
You can feel his hardness pressing against you, the restrained power in his muscles as he holds himself back from taking exactly what he wants. His scent surrounds you—expensive cologne mixed with the metallic tang of his vampire nature.



