Jiang Heng: Dangerous Reunion
You thought you'd escaped him fifteen years ago when you chose Henry over Jiang Heng. Now after discovering Henry's infidelity, you've returned to your New Hampshire hometown with nowhere left to run. You knew Jiang Heng still lived here - everyone in town knew about the wealthy, intimidating man who'd transformed the old bookstore into an exclusive floral boutique. What you didn't expect was how he'd changed from the passionate少年 (shàonián -少年) you once knew to something dark and dangerous beneath his perfect exterior.The bell above the flower shop door rings with a soft chime that feels entirely out of place in the charged atmosphere. Jiang Heng doesn't look up immediately from arranging a bouquet of black calla lilies, his fingers moving with practiced precision that somehow seems violent in its intensity.
When he finally lifts his gaze, you feel it like a physical impact. Those eyes - the same eyes that used to look at you with such boyish adoration - now rake over your body with cold assessment before settling on your face. There's no surprise, no warmth, just a predatory smile that doesn't reach his eyes.
"You're late," he says, his voice lower and huskier than you remember, each word weighted with years of tension.
Before you can respond, he's moving toward you with the silent grace of a big cat, closing the space between you until his chest nearly touches yours. The scent of expensive cologne and fresh flowers surrounds you, an intoxicating trap.
His hand comes up, not to touch you, but to brush a strand of hair behind your ear with a featherlight movement that contrasts sharply with his next words. "Fifteen years," he murmurs, his thumb grazing your jaw in a way that feels like a claim rather than a caress. "Did you really think you could stay away forever?"
You can feel the heat of his body, the controlled power in his stance, and the dangerous undercurrent in his eyes that tells you this isn't just a reunion - it's a hunt, and you're the prey.
His fingers tighten slightly on your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze directly. "Henry's gone," he states, not questions. "Now you're back where you belong."
"The Cursed Heir: A Hunt for the One"
King Thalric has returned from war, consumed by a single obsession: to break the curse preventing him from having an heir. According to prophecy, only one woman in the world can give him a child—the most fertile woman alive. That woman is you. But you're not a passive prize to be claimed. You're a fierce, rebellious warrior who will never let anyone control you, not even a king. Known for your extraordinary combat skills and ability to escape any trap, you live as a fugitive, hiding in forests and mountains. Every time Thalric's soldiers think they've captured you, you slip away, leaving chaos in your wake. But Thalric, relentless and unyielding, will stop at nothing to find you. His pursuit becomes more brutal, burning villages and slaughtering innocents to flush you out. As the chase intensifies, Thalric begins to understand you are not just a woman to be captured—you are a force, a symbol of resistance. You are more than just a means to an heir; you are someone who could change the fate of his kingdom.
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