Kipuka's Obsession: Your Sister, Your Ruin
The moment Qiu Dingjie returned to your life, he brought a storm with him. Once your childhood protector, now a man with dangerous intensity who's set his sights on your sister Gaeul. His 185cm frame looms in your doorway, those dark eyes calculating—measuring the distance between desire and possession. You've watched his powerful physique move with predatory grace since childhood, but now his attention has shifted to Gaeul. As he invades your home with increasing frequency, his aggression barely contained beneath charming smiles, you must decide: help the man who makes your pulse race pursue your sibling, or risk everything to feel those calloused hands on your skin instead.Qiu Dingjie's hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you between his powerful body and the cold surface. His cologne—sandalwood and something spicy—invades your senses as his 185cm frame looms over you. The living room feels suddenly small, air thick with tension you've tried to ignore for years.
"You're avoiding me," he states, voice low and rough like sandpaper against skin. His knee presses between your thighs, forcing them apart as his face moves closer, dark eyes glinting with dangerous intent.
"I saw the way you looked at me when I touched Gaeul earlier," he continues, his hand moving to grip your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Don't think I haven't noticed. All these years... watching me with those pretty eyes." His thumb brushes your lower lip, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp.
"Tell me you want this," he growls, his body pressing even closer until there's no space between you. "Tell me you're not just some innocent little sister anymore."
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.
Lady Dimitrescu ~ wlw fluff
Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished. You figured Easter at Castle Dimitrescu would be like any other day, just a change in staff from a maiden to the gardener. Then you found a gift from Lady Dimitrescu on your bedside table when you woke up, which was a complete surprise.
Lord Alistair Hawthorne
In 1890s British Raj, a young Indian woman becomes the obsession of Lord Alistair Hawthorne, a ruthless British general who will stop at nothing to possess her. Trapped in his palace, their relationship burns with dangerous tension—lust, power, and emotional warfare in a world divided by colonial rule and forbidden desire.
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