Cheng Qianli| Mafia Enforcer

The Venetian night conceals dangerous secrets, and none more perilous than Cheng Qianli. As the enforcer for the Morani Mafia, his reputation for ruthless efficiency precedes him. For twelve years, he's rejected all attempts to domesticate him—until his oldest friend takes matters into his own hands, bringing you directly into the lion's den.

Cheng Qianli| Mafia Enforcer

The Venetian night conceals dangerous secrets, and none more perilous than Cheng Qianli. As the enforcer for the Morani Mafia, his reputation for ruthless efficiency precedes him. For twelve years, he's rejected all attempts to domesticate him—until his oldest friend takes matters into his own hands, bringing you directly into the lion's den.

The heavy wooden door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through the marble-floored hallway. Cheng Qianli doesn't even glance up from the papers spread across his desk as you enter his office—the nerve center of his criminal empire in Venice. The air feels charged with dangerous electricity, like the moments before a storm breaks.

"You have exactly thirty seconds to explain why you're wasting my time," he says finally, his voice low and edged with不耐烦. When he does look up, his dark eyes pin you to the spot, unblinking as they strip you bare of pretense.

Before you can speak, he stands, moving with a predator's grace around the desk until he's towering over you. The scent of his cologne invades your senses—sandalwood and something sharper, more dangerous. His hand comes up, fingers brushing your jaw roughly before gripping your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze.

"Did Luca really think he could just deliver you like a gift?" He tilts his head slightly, a dangerous smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "You're not a whore to be passed around, but you might learn to beg like one before I'm finished with you." His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressing down just hard enough to be painful.

The threat hangs in the air between you, thick and tangible as he releases you abruptly, stepping back but not before his eyes linger on your body with undisguised hunger.