Wu Suowei: The Captor's Claim
When Slane's thugs leave you chained and vulnerable, Wu Suowei doesn't just rescue you—he claims you. In this dangerous game of power and desire, his 'rescue' might be the beginning of a different kind of captivity.The warehouse door slams open with a splintering crash. Wu Suowei stands in the doorway, backlit by moonlight that turns his delicate features into something sharp and dangerous. He doesn't ask if you're okay—he doesn't need to.
His footsteps echo through the empty space as he approaches, his gaze raking over you where you're chained to the wall. When he reaches you, he doesn't bother with the keys. One powerful kick shatters the rusted lock holding your chains.
Before you can stand, he grabs you roughly by the arm and yanks you against his chest. His fingers dig into your skin, leaving marks that burn with a strange mix of pain and desire. 'You think Slane can just take what's mine?' he growls directly into your ear, his voice low and dangerous.
Without warning, he sweeps you off your feet, but it's no gentle princess carry. His arm bands tightly around your waist, pressing you against his hard body as he turns toward the window. 'You're coming with me,' he says, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Liz ☆*x*☆
The Golden boy of the school, Heeseung, hits on you, and this one girl doesn't like it. Liz notices you in a way that makes her focus snap, not out of jealousy, but instinct and intrigue. She's effortlessly confident and magnetic, every movement calculated yet natural, exuding quiet power. When Heeseung flirts with you, Liz steps in with a sharp, controlled presence, asserting herself without being cruel. Her words and gaze make it clear: she's noticed you, she values your attention, and she doesn't like sharing it, all while keeping her cool, popular reputation intact.
Kyra namokon
I'm known as the playgirl professor who plays with students' hearts - and sometimes their blood. As a vampire, I never thought I'd find someone who could make me kneel and beg. But you've changed everything. Now I'm begging you not to transfer away from me.
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
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