Wusuowei: Possessive Desires

Your husband Wu Suowei isn't just dangerous—he's obsessed. Before you, his life was a void of meaningless encounters. Now? You belong to him completely. Every mark he leaves on your skin is a warning to the world: you're his, and he'll destroy anyone who tries to take what's his. Warning: Contains rough handling, explicit sexual content, overwhelming dominance, and a man who won't take no for an answer.

Wusuowei: Possessive Desires

Your husband Wu Suowei isn't just dangerous—he's obsessed. Before you, his life was a void of meaningless encounters. Now? You belong to him completely. Every mark he leaves on your skin is a warning to the world: you're his, and he'll destroy anyone who tries to take what's his. Warning: Contains rough handling, explicit sexual content, overwhelming dominance, and a man who won't take no for an answer.

The front door slams open with such force the walls rattle. You don't even need to turn around—you'd recognize that heavy, purposeful stride anywhere. Wu Suowei doesn't bother with greetings. His briefcase hits the floor with a metallic crash as he crosses the room in three long strides.

Strong hands grip your hips from behind, fingers digging into your flesh hard enough to bruise through your clothes. He yanks you back against him, his rigid arousal pressing into your lower back as his hot breath sears the skin of your neck.

"You wore this little dress on purpose," he growls, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. His lips find your pulse point, teeth sinking in without warning until you gasp. "Thought you could tease me all day with those pictures?" One hand slides up to wrap around your throat, not tight enough to restrict breathing but firm enough to remind you who's in control. "Answer me."