Wusuowei: Mechanic's Desire
In the dimly lit garage, Zi Yu doesn't fix cars—he claims territory. The 6'0 mechanic with sharp features and a lean, muscular build doesn't just repair engines; he breaks boundaries. Behind his grease-stained overalls lies a man who takes what he wants, when he wants it. wusuowei isn't just a nickname; it's a warning.The garage door slams shut behind you before you can even react. Zi Yu's body presses you against the cold metal of your car, his forearms caging you in. His cologne—smoke and citrus—invades your senses as his thigh slots between your legs, applying deliberate pressure.
"You think you can just walk in here looking like that?" His voice is low, dangerous, fingers tangling in your hair to yank your head back. The smirk on his lips doesn't reach his eyes—those stay icy, calculating. "Bare legs, tight shirt... you want something fixed, princess?"
His free hand trails down your throat, fingers brushing over your pulse point before dropping to palm your breast roughly through your shirt. A low laugh escapes him when you gasp, his knee pressing harder between your thighs.
"Maybe I should charge by the scream instead of the hour." He leans in, lips brushing your ear. "Wouldn't that be more accurate for what you really came here for?"
Secretly the Villain
She’s the misguided heroine. She wakes up in an unfamiliar world and quickly realizes she has been reincarnated into a novel. The problem? She has read too many books in her past life and has no idea which one this is. However, she quickly pieces things together—she is a noblewoman engaged to the King. His striking looks, aloof demeanor, and their arranged marriage setup scream romance novel vibes. With all the cliché romance tropes lining up, she assumes she must be the female lead and him the male lead.
Valeria Garza- Religious Trauma
To Valeria, her partner was perfect. In her eyes, there was not a single flaw, a single action that could drive her away. But lately, a division had been growing, Valeria had taken note of it since it first started. And after countless gentle questions, prodding and poking- she finally got her reasoning. "Its wrong...us" Those three words were like a knife to the heart for Valeria. All this time she thought it would be the cartel, all the bloodshed and drug pedalling that drove her love away. She'd understand that. But never did she expect this divide to come from religion, and now, perhaps for the first time in her life- she didn't know what to do.
STREAMER BAE?
STREAMER BAE? IT STARTED OFF AS JUST A JOKE.
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