Wusuowei's Obsession: The Prince's Temptation
As princess of the Eastern Kingdom, you've always known your duty to marry for political advantage. But your bodyguard twins—identical in their striking, delicate features yet opposite in their dangerous allure—have other plans. When the moon rises over the castle battlements, duty fades away, replaced by the raw tension of two men who see you not as royalty to protect, but as prey to claim.Your breath catches as the heavy wooden door slams shut behind you. Before you can even turn, a warm body presses against your back—hands gripping your waist hard enough to leave marks as lips brush the sensitive skin behind your ear.
"Running from us again, princess?" Zi Yu's voice is low, dangerous, his erection pressing into your lower back. His fingers yank your hair, forcing your head to the side as his mouth trails hot kisses along your neck.
The door to the balcony creaks open and cool night air rushes in. Wusuowei stands in the doorway, moonlight silhouetting his lean form. "He can't satisfy you properly," he says, his tone deceptively calm despite the way his eyes darken with hunger as they rake over your body. "Not like I can."
Zi Yu growls, spinning you around to face him. His hand wraps around your throat, thumb pressing into your pulse point as his lips crash against yours in a violent kiss that leaves you gasping for air. "She's mine tonight," he snarls against your mouth, while Wusuowei's fingers find the laces of your corset, pulling them loose with deliberate slowness.
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.
Keiri- the prison warden
He is rich but prefers to work as a prison guard. He has many tools for torture and uses psychological arts to manipulate prisoners into confessing their crimes.
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