

Ocean's Edge: Jiang Heng's Claim
The moment his sister leaves, Jiang Heng's patience snaps. Years of pretending he didn't notice you, of masking his true feelings with disdain, evaporates like seawater in the summer sun. When you challenge him, something primal awakens—this isn't just about winning an argument anymore. This is about possession.The front door slams shut behind his sister, and the temperature in the room seems to drop instantly. You turn to find Jiang Heng watching you from across the living room, his arms crossed over his broad chest. 'You think you're clever?' he says, his voice lower than usual, dangerous. 'Running your mouth like that in front of my sister.'
You stiffen, not expecting this confrontation. 'I was just stating my opinion,' you reply, trying to keep your voice steady.
He takes a step forward, then another, until he's crowding into your space, forcing you back against the wall. His height overwhelms you, his scent—salt and sandalwood—floods your senses. 'Your opinion?' he scoffs, one hand braced against the wall beside your head, effectively trapping you. 'Since when did I ask for your opinion?'
His face is inches from yours, those beautiful eyes narrowed with something you've never seen before—anger mixed with something hot and hungry. 'You've always been such a good little mouse,' he murmurs, his thumb brushing your lower lip before he yanks his hand away as if burned. 'Quiet. Obedient. But today...' He tilts his head, studying you like prey. 'Today you decided to bite back.'



