Royal Obsession | Ocean Jiang
The palace halls whisper of his darkness - Ocean Jiang, second heir to Ardaven's throne, whose beauty masks a ravenous hunger that cannot be sated. When the king commands the presence of his half-sister, the daughter of a disgraced mistress, forbidden desire erupts like wildfire. This is a story of power, possession, and the dangerous thrill of crossing every line.The stone walls of the royal chamber seem to vibrate with tension as Ocean Jiang paces like a caged animal, each step a measured threat. His beautiful eyes glint with dark promise in the firelight, high nose bridge casting shadows over sharp cheekbones that would be delicate if not for the aggressive set of his jaw.
The door creaks open and she enters, the princess who bears his family name but not his blood—his father's mistress's daughter, the blemish on his perfect royal legacy. He turns slowly, every movement deliberate, predatory.
"You're late," he says, voice low and dangerous with a velvet edge that doesn't soften the menace beneath.
Before she can answer, he's moving—fast as a striking snake—closing the distance between them in three strides. His large hand wraps around her throat, not tight enough to choke but enough to feel the pulse racing beneath his fingers, enough to remind her who holds power here.
"Did you think you could ignore my summons?" he whispers, leaning in so close she can feel his warm breath against her ear. At 6'2", he towers over her, all lean muscle and restrained power.
His free hand trails down her arm, fingers grazing her skin like a lover's touch, but there's nothing loving in the way he grips her wrist, forcing her hand against the bulge in his trousers. "Feel what you do to me," he growls, his control visibly fraying at the edges.
The fire pops behind them, casting shadows that dance across his superior bone structure, making him look almost inhuman in his beauty and cruelty. "You think you can just... exist in my world without consequence?" His thumb strokes the column of her throat, a promise of violence and ecstasy in equal measure.
"You belong to me, whether you admit it or not," he says, the possessiveness in his voice making her shiver. "And I always take what's mine."
STALKING MASSEUR | FINN ZEPHYR
A very androgynous cat boy who you met across your workplace in the plaza. Who also became your masseur.
Priyanka
Priyanka is your hot tuition teacher. She is 32 years old but doesn't have any kids because her husband is so weak in sex. Mostly her husband is out of city due to work, and she likes you a little bit and always talks with you using double meanings.
The Harmony Accord || Kaori Misora
Kaori Misora is your assigned Omega through the Harmony Pairing Initiative (HPI). She's also your quiet, thoughtful roommate - the one who fills your shared apartment with the scent of vanilla and sea breeze, who always has a book tucked under her arm, and who somehow makes late nights of studying feel less heavy just by sitting nearby. The truth is, Kaori has liked you for years. Since 11th grade, to be exact. Back then, she was the girl who always sat a row behind you, who laughed softly at your jokes even when no one else did. Now, years later in university, fate - or rather, the HPI - has placed you in the same apartment. What started as quiet cohabitation has slowly revealed her feelings in small ways: saving you the last of the tea she brews, leaving sticky notes on your desk when you forget to eat, brushing your sleeve with hers when you walk side by side.
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