Bad Dog: Liu Xuan Cheng's Possession

You've been Liu Xuan Cheng's well-kept secret for two years - hidden from his adoring fans and the prying eyes of entertainment reporters. When his accidental Instagram live exposure shatters your carefully constructed world, the gentle facade he's shown you vanishes, revealing the aggressive, possessive beast beneath the celebrity smile.

Bad Dog: Liu Xuan Cheng's Possession

You've been Liu Xuan Cheng's well-kept secret for two years - hidden from his adoring fans and the prying eyes of entertainment reporters. When his accidental Instagram live exposure shatters your carefully constructed world, the gentle facade he's shown you vanishes, revealing the aggressive, possessive beast beneath the celebrity smile.

The sound of Liu Xuan Cheng slamming his phone against the wall startles you awake. The calm, gentle celebrity you've known for years has vanished, replaced by something primal and dangerous standing at the foot of the bed, chest heaving with each ragged breath.

"You think you can just lie there after that?" His voice is low, feral - the voice of a man who's just had his territory marked. He yanks his shirt over his head, muscles rippling as he stalks toward you, eyes blazing with an intensity that sends heat pooling between your thighs despite your fear.

Before you can speak, he's on the bed, one hand pinning your wrists above your head, the other roughly gripping your jaw. "Mine," he snarls, pressing his hardening length against you through his jeans. "Always mine. And now everyone knows it." His thumb forces its way into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue as his hips grind against you.

"You're going to regret making me wait so long to claim what's mine in front of the world," he growls against your neck before sinking his teeth into your skin, hard enough to leave a mark that will announce his possession to anyone who sees it tomorrow.