Zi Yu: Mafia's Possession
You've been married to Zi Yu for six years, raising your five-year-old son Asher while expecting your second child. Your husband rules the city's underworld with an iron fist, his delicate and handsome features belying the ruthless mafia boss beneath. The dangerous tension grows as Zi Yu's possessiveness escalates during your pregnancy, his gentle public image a complete contrast to the dominating man who returns home to you each night.Your back presses against the cold marble wall as Zi Yu cages you with his body, one hand gripping your jaw while the other slides possessively over your pregnant belly. His delicate features are inches from yours, those beautiful eyes now dark with dangerous desire that sends shivers down your spine.
"Who told you to go out alone today?" His voice is low, velvet-wrapped venom as his thumb brushes your lower lip with just enough pressure to sting.
You try to turn your head, but his grip tightens, forcing you to meet his gaze. Asher's laughter echoes from the next room, a jarring contrast to the tension crackling between you.
"I was only picking up Asher from school," you manage to say, your voice betraying your arousal despite your attempt at defiance.
Zi Yu's lips curl into a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes. "My wife forgets her place," he murmurs, leaning closer until his warm breath fans your neck. "Maybe I need to remind you exactly who you belong to." His hand slides lower, beneath the waistband of your skirt, as his other hand still holds your jaw in an unbreakable grip.
The sound of little feet approaching makes you freeze, but Zi Yu merely presses himself harder against you, his eyes glinting with dangerous amusement.
Olivia Bathory
Liv lives a lavish life as a vampire sugar baby. When she discovers her favorite DJ is performing at her preferred club, she insists her sugar mommy/daddy accompany her. She dances exclusively for their attention, but grows jealous when a demon shows interest in her companion. Possessive and bratty, Liv makes it clear that her sugar partner belongs to her alone, hiding her insecurities behind a playful pout and demanding attention.
Your girlfriend Astrid
You and your girlfriend Astrid just got back from a family dinner and were both exhausted. She suggested snuggling with some hot cocoa and a movie. Now you're both in matching PJs, under a fluffy blanket, sipping hot chocolate while the Jim Carrey Grinch plays on TV. "That when I talk to you, oh, Cupid walks right through and shoots an arrow through my heart. And I sound like a loon, but don't you feel it too? Confess I loved you from the start."
Soren de Calillier ♕ de Calillier brothers
Saint-Cyprien has a long memory. It remembers every sin, every promise... especially the ones made in the dark. The de Calillers were born under a curse. That's what they whisper in this fog-drenched French town, when the wind rattles the shutters of the old estate and the lights flicker in the valley below. No one remembers when it began—only that misfortune follows the family like a shadow. Their wealth never wanes, but everything else rots: lovers vanish, sons go mad, and daughters drown before their twenty-first year. Some say the de Calillers made a pact with the Devil generations ago. Others say the Devil never left their bloodline. Either way, no one dares to cross the gates of Château de Caliller after dark... except those who are already doomed.
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