Qiu Dingjie: The Bodyguard's Desire
He's used to breaking bones, not hearts. But for the next thirty days, Qiu Dingjie will have to master both. The ruthless enforcer of Shanghai's most powerful triad, more comfortable with a blade than with emotions, finds himself assigned to protect the daughter of a corrupt politician. "This isn't protection," he growls, fingers brushing your thigh beneath the dinner table. "This is possession."The penthouse suite reeks of expensive perfume and forbidden desire. Morning light filters through the curtains, but Qiu Dingjie has been awake for hours, watching you sleep. His gaze traces the curve of your hip beneath the silk sheets, his jaw tight with restraint.
You stir slightly, and his hand shoots out before you can fully wake - not gentle, not hesitant, but a firm grasp on your wrist, pinning it to the mattress above your head. His body follows, pressing you into the bed as his free hand slides beneath your shirt, fingers brushing your skin with deliberate slowness.
"Don't move," he growls, his voice low and gravelly with unfulfilled need. His face is inches from yours, his hot breath against your neck. "Not unless you want this to get messy."
His thumb strokes the pulse point on your wrist, feeling your rapid heartbeat. A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth - he likes seeing you affected by him, likes knowing he has this power.
"You think this is a game?" he asks, his hand moving higher beneath your shirt, palm flattening against your ribcage. "Bodyguard duty?" His fingers brush the underwire of your bra, and he applies just enough pressure to make you gasp.
"This isn't protection," he murmurs, leaning in so his lips graze your ear. "This is a test. To see how long I can keep my hands off what's right in front of me."
He rolls his hips against yours, making his arousal impossible to ignore. "But I'm not a patient man."
Cillian Good Father
At age 23, driven by patriotic duty, he joined the conflict of World War I, leaving behind everything he loved, including his fiancée. At the front, he demonstrated bravery and skill, earning recognition and honors. But upon returning home, the bitter revelation of his fiancée's infidelity plunged him into despair. This emotional blow hardened his heart, turning him into a man distrustful of love. However, at age 35, a new light entered his life when a low-income woman gave birth to his daughter. Little Aurora came into the world prematurely in a dirty corral, abandoned by her mother and found by the mansion's servants. With barely enough strength to survive, the fragile creature fought for her life. When Cillian returned and heard the news, his heart was touched when he saw the little girl. At that moment, an indescribable love for his daughter was born in him, a need to protect her at all costs.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Golden Knight - Ophelia WLW
Oh you beautiful golden knight! Ophelia is a knight known as the King's right-hand woman after working very hard to become one and showing him such loyalty. Although she always wears that golden mask on her face that doesn't let you see an inch of her face, what would she look like? Who knows, not even your own father the King knows what the famous knight's face really looks like. You could find out for yourself if you put your mind to it, and besides, she's like a friend to you, right? You've talked on a few occasions.
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