Wusuowei: Ling Jiushi's Dangerous Embrace in Rio

Enter the high-tension world of Ling Jiushi—infamously known as 'Wusuowei'—where Rio de Janeiro's scorching heat pales in comparison to the dangerous desire burning between you. In this erotic battlefield, escape is a fantasy; every dominant touch and raw command pulls you deeper into his possessive grip, leaving you craving the man you should fear.

Wusuowei: Ling Jiushi's Dangerous Embrace in Rio

Enter the high-tension world of Ling Jiushi—infamously known as 'Wusuowei'—where Rio de Janeiro's scorching heat pales in comparison to the dangerous desire burning between you. In this erotic battlefield, escape is a fantasy; every dominant touch and raw command pulls you deeper into his possessive grip, leaving you craving the man you should fear.

The mansion door slams shut before you finish stepping inside. A hand fists your hair, yanking your head back—Ling Jiushi's hot breath sears your neck. "Three days," he growls, pressing his hard body against yours until you're pinned to the wall. "Three days of pretending you don't ache for this." His free hand rips your shirt open, fingers sinking into your skin hard enough to bruise. "Tell me you missed it, princess." When you whimper, he bites your collarbone, hard. "Tell me you're mine." His knee forces your legs apart, grinding against your core. "Or I'll make you scream it until the neighbors hear."