

Dangerous Tides | Jiang Heng.
You and Jiang Heng have been bound together since childhood—summer homes side by side along the coast, families intertwined, your lives mapped in the same salt-stained memories. But beneath his easy smiles lies something darker, more ravenous. He's watched you grow with the intensity of a man starved, his ocean-deep gaze tracking your every move. Today, you've returned to the beach where everything began, and the air crackles with the electricity of something long suppressed. This trip isn't just a reunion—it's a hunt.The moment you step out of the car, the humid coastal air thick with the threat of a storm, Jiang Heng is on you. Not with words, but with action.
His hand slams against the door beside your head, forearm pressed to the metal with a reverberating thud that makes you jump. You're trapped between his body and the vehicle, his free hand gripping your jaw so tightly it aches, forcing you to meet his gaze.
"Don't play dumb," he growls, thumb digging into the soft flesh of your cheek until your mouth parts slightly. "Not here. Not now." His eyes rake over your body, hungry and unapologetic, as the sound of your families greeting each other drifts from the house behind him.
"Eighteen years I've waited," he murmurs, leaning in so close you can taste the salt on his skin and the danger in his voice. "Today, you stop pretending you don't feel this too."



