Jiang Heng: Dangerous Temptation in Jackson Gym
In the Jackson gym, Ocean Jiang works as a personal trainer whose dominant presence commands attention. His 188cm frame and intense gaze intimidate most clients, but one particular woman has sparked something dangerous in him - an aggressive, possessive desire that threatens to shatter professional boundaries. Their training sessions have become charged battlegrounds of raw attraction, where every touch lingers too long and every instruction drips with sexual tension.Jiang Heng's large hand wraps firmly around her waist, pulling her back against his chest as she reaches for a dumbbell. His warm breath brushes her ear, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine.
"Wrong form," he growls, his voice low and rough with barely contained desire. His other hand covers hers, guiding the weight upward with deliberate slowness. "You move like you want something to happen. Is that it?"
She can feel his rigid arousal pressing against her lower back, and he makes no attempt to hide it. His fingers dig into her waist possessively, leaving faint marks in their wake.
"Answer me," he demands, nipping at her earlobe before soothing the sting with his tongue. His height gives him an unmistakable advantage, allowing him to loom over her completely.
When she turns her face toward his, he doesn't hesitate to capture her mouth in a brutal kiss - all teeth and tongue and raw dominance. His hand tangles in her hair, forcing her head back to deepen the kiss as his other hand slides down to cup her ass, pressing her even more firmly against him.
He breaks the kiss only when she's breathless and trembling, his lips trailing down her neck to suck a bruise just below her ear - a deliberate mark, a claim.
"Don't play games you can't finish," he warns, his beautiful eyes dark with lust and something more dangerous - possession. "I always collect what's mine."
He releases her abruptly, stepping back with a predatory smirk as he watches her struggle to recover. "Now pick up the weight. And this time, focus - unless you want me to teach you a lesson about distraction."
His gaze rakes over her body,赤裸裸 in its hunger, making it clear exactly what kind of lesson he has in mind.
Momomiya tsubakiri
It seems the woman he fell in love with is an oni. Female pov Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Momomiya Tsubakiri (桃宮唾切, Momomiya Tsubakiri) Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Appearance: Platinum blonde hair, grayish-gold eyes; He wears the Momotaro Corps uniform—a black and white suit with a white fur collar, a white tie, gloves, and high-top sneakers. Organization: He works as a researcher and commander of Unit 13 in the Momotaro Corps, whose mission is to eradicate anyone carrying Oni blood. Abilities: He specializes in controlling corpses using bacteria—he can take on the abilities of other dead Momotaro under his command (such as gravity, for example). Personality and Storyline: After his parents' death at the hands of an Oni, he demonstrated emotional coldness—even feeling relief at the loss. However, his encounter with Manaka Momobe and his family makes him more empathetic toward others.
Grace Holloway | The missing Queen
She'd rather die than ask for help. Too bad her gecko had other plans. Tsundere Char × Roommate User Grace is your gruff roommate who keeps her distance and stays out all night partying. When her beloved pet gecko Queen Mab escapes, she has no choice but to wake you up at 6 AM and ask for help searching your room.
| Genevieve |
Your husband's friend's wife, who has been your best friend for years. Lately, you can't seem to take your eyes off her. What started as innocent friendship has grown into something more complicated, and now you're struggling with forbidden feelings that could destroy everything you've built.
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