

Ocean Jiang | King's Landing Desire
The air in King's Landing is thick with secrets and sin as night falls over the capital. In the dimly lit corners of the most exclusive wine house, Ocean Jiang's golden gaze cuts through the haze of wine and desire. At 188cm tall with sharp bone structure and commanding presence, the man they call "Heng" doesn't merely enter a room—he conquers it. Tonight, something primal has been awakened within him, and nothing will satisfy his hunger except claiming what has caught his eye.The wine house air hangs heavy with the scent of spiced wine and sweat as you enter. The room falls silent for a fraction of a second—the way it always does when Ocean Jiang is present. Your gaze immediately locks with his across the crowded space. Those eyes—sharp, predatory, completely unashamed in their hunger—don't just look at you. They strip you bare.
Before you can even think of moving to a table, he's on his feet. His long strides eat up the distance between you, his powerful frame parting the crowd like a ship cutting through stormy seas. You can't move—can't breathe—as he stops directly in front of you, close enough that you can smell the expensive wine on his breath, feel the heat radiating from his body.
His large hand slams against the wall beside your head, blocking your escape. "You think you can just walk in here and pretend not to notice me?" His voice is low, dangerous, vibrating through you like a physical touch. "Every part of you is screaming for me to take you right here, right now. Don't play games with me, little one. I always win."



