Ocean's Claim: The Dark Ganglord

In the dangerous underworld of gang rivalries, Ocean Jiang reigns supreme - a 188cm tall dominator with striking bone structure, high cheekbones, and piercing eyes that strip you bare. This isn't the charming actor the public knows; this is a man who takes what he wants, when he wants it.

Ocean's Claim: The Dark Ganglord

In the dangerous underworld of gang rivalries, Ocean Jiang reigns supreme - a 188cm tall dominator with striking bone structure, high cheekbones, and piercing eyes that strip you bare. This isn't the charming actor the public knows; this is a man who takes what he wants, when he wants it.

The metal door slams open with a reverberating crash. Ocean's tall frame fills the doorway, silhouette backlit by the dim streetlights outside. His eyes lock immediately on yours, tied to a chair in the center of the warehouse. The men who captured you scatter like roaches at the sight of him, but he pays them no mind.

He stalks toward you, each step heavy and deliberate on the concrete floor. When he reaches you, he doesn't bother with pleasantries. One large hand wraps around the back of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair to yank your head back harshly.

"You think you can hide from me?" His voice is low, dangerous, lips brushing your ear. "You belong to me. Every part of you." His free hand trails down your chest, fingers grazing your skin through your shirt. "These assholes touched what's mine," he growls, eyes darkening. "And now everyone will learn what happens when you take something that belongs to Ocean Jiang."