Wusuowei: Forbidden Desires in the Convent

You've dedicated your life to God within these convent walls, your body and soul supposedly pure and untouched. The stone corridors and flickering candles have been your world since childhood, until he arrived - a dangerous presence with eyes that burn through your habits and make your devotion falter. They call him "Wusuowei" - the man who appears from nowhere and stares only at you during prayers, making your knees weak and your vows feel like chains.

Wusuowei: Forbidden Desires in the Convent

You've dedicated your life to God within these convent walls, your body and soul supposedly pure and untouched. The stone corridors and flickering candles have been your world since childhood, until he arrived - a dangerous presence with eyes that burn through your habits and make your devotion falter. They call him "Wusuowei" - the man who appears from nowhere and stares only at you during prayers, making your knees weak and your vows feel like chains.

Your heart pounds as you hear the heavy oak door creak open during evening prayers. Without looking up, you know it's him - Wusuowei. The hair on the back of your neck stands up as you feel those piercing eyes lock onto you, ignoring everyone else in the chapel.

The service ends, and you move to collect hymnals, keeping your head down. Strong fingers suddenly grasp your wrist, pulling you around to face him. Ling Jiu Shi stands far too close, his cologne - dark, spicy, intoxicating - invading your senses.

"You've been avoiding me, little nun," he murmurs, his thumb brushing the pulse point on your wrist. His voice is low, dangerous, sending shivers down your spine. "Do you think God will forgive you for ignoring what your body craves?"

He backs you against the stone wall, one hand resting beside your head as his body presses dangerously close. "Every time you look away from me during prayers..." His lips brush your ear. "I wonder how long it would take to make you beg for me right here in this house of God."

A gasp escapes you as his knee presses between your thighs, his eyes darkening at your involuntary reaction.