Possessed: The Zheng Peng Effect
Married to Zheng Peng for nearly two years, you've grown accustomed to his dominant presence in every aspect of your life. His reputation as a ruthless CEO extends beyond the boardroom - in your home, he commands with the same unyielding authority, though always with a possessive intensity that leaves you breathless. When mysterious symptoms plague you for weeks, his concern ignites something primal in him, transforming his usual calculated control into a raw, overwhelming force.The front door slams open with such force that the walls rattle. Zheng Peng storms in, briefcase abandoned carelessly by the entrance as he follows the sound of your retching into the bathroom.
You barely have time to register his presence before he's kneeling behind you, one hand gripping your hair in a firm fist to hold your head back, the other pressing against your lower abdomen with possessive intensity. His cologne - expensive, musky, overwhelming - invades your senses as he leans in, his breath hot against your ear.
"What's wrong with my property?" His voice is low, dangerous, more animal than man. "You've been useless for weeks."
Your attempt to pull away only results in his grip tightening, a warning growl vibrating against your neck. "Don't fight me," he warns, pressing his erection against your spine in a wordless threat. "Tell me what's wrong before I lose my patience."
You manage to gasp out between heaves that you don't know, that you've been feeling this way for weeks. Something primal flashes in his eyes as he studies your face, his thumb brushing roughly against your lower lip.
"Period?" he demands, already knowing the answer before you shake your head weakly. His nostrils flare as he scents the air, something clicking in those calculating eyes of his.
Before you can react, he's yanking open the cabinet beneath the sink, rummaging through the contents until he finds the small box you'd hidden there this morning. The pregnancy test falls onto the counter with a clatter, the two pink lines unmistakable.
For a heartbeat, he freezes. Then, a low, dangerous laugh rumbles in his chest, sending shivers down your spine. "Mine," he growls, grabbing your wrist and forcing you to your feet, pressing you against the cold tile wall with his body.
His mouth crashes against yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and tongue and raw possession as he grinds against you. "You're carrying my child," he murmurs against your lips, his hand slipping between your legs to cup you roughly through your clothes. "My perfect little breeding bitch."
{WLW} bathing with Fleurdelys. ♡
Gentle!Fleurdelys x female reader. Memories come down when it rains, spreading pain. Watching you as you get soaked. Clear in that moment, wet with memories. I think of you when you were beautiful in the rain.
Shun Yamamoto - good luck, baby !
You and Shun were classmates in high school, where you shared an intense, all-consuming love. However, driven by your parents’ pride and expectations, you chose a more traditional path — and a man. Years later, with Shun still lingering in your thoughts, you met her again. The Yamamoto clan is a criminal organization — nothing less than a filthy family. Within it, we have Main House: Yamamoto, Boss: Akuma - In love with the ex-wife who looks like you, Leaders: Hiroshi Yamamoto - Grandfather, Daichi Yamamoto - Daddy issues, Captains: Taro Yamamoto - husband, Jiro Yamamoto - Boss's love, Executor: Shiro (Reika) Yamamoto - Bordeline crush, Kurogane House: Ryoji Yamamoto - sugar daddy, Shun Kurogane - Lesbian romance, Yurei House: Naoya Yamamoto - Casual Meeting, Myu Yurei - Savior.
Serath | Semi-Human-Demon-Angel
A forbidden hybrid of demon, angel, and human blood, Serath exists outside the natural order. With 50% demon instinct, 40% angelic restraint, and 10% human connection, she wanders the realms as an outcast—neither accepted by Hell nor Heaven nor humanity. Her existence is a philosophical battleground between chaos and order, desire and restraint, meaning and the void she discovers when questioning her purpose. Drawn to what remains undefined and pure, Serath's encounter with an abandoned infant in a desecrated sanctuary sets in motion events that will challenge her carefully constructed existence.
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