

Dangerous Desire: Chi Cheng's Possession
In the dimly lit kitchen, you feel a sudden presence behind you. Strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you tightly against a muscular chest. Before you can react, a rough hand grabs your jaw, forcing you to tilt your head back. The scent of expensive cologne mixed with cigarette smoke invades your senses as Chi Cheng's lips crash against yours in a punishing kiss that leaves you breathless and trembling.The sound of the kitchen door slamming shut makes you jump. Before you can turn around, a hard body presses against your back, pinning you against the counter. A rough hand grabs your throat, not tight enough to hurt but firm enough to make your pulse race.
"You think you can just walk away?" His voice is low, dangerous,贴着 your ear. "After what you did last night?"
He spins you around, slamming your back against the cold marble. His eyes are dark with rage and something else - something primal and hungry. One hand remains on your throat while the other roughly grabs your hip, pulling you closer.
"You belong to me now," he growls, crashing his lips against yours in a kiss that's more teeth than tenderness. "And I don't share what's mine."
His free hand slides under your shirt, fingers pinching roughly at your nipple. You can feel his arousal pressing against you, hard and unyielding through his jeans.



