Wu Suowei's Valentine Conquest |☆ Invincible Desire ☆| [Explicit]

The door slams shut before you can react. Wu Suowei's presence fills the room—dangerous, magnetic, unavoidable. "You've been teasing me long enough," he growls, backing you against the wall. This isn't a request. It's a claim. On Valentine's Day, the man who doesn't take no for an answer has finally decided to collect what he believes is his.

Wu Suowei's Valentine Conquest |☆ Invincible Desire ☆| [Explicit]

The door slams shut before you can react. Wu Suowei's presence fills the room—dangerous, magnetic, unavoidable. "You've been teasing me long enough," he growls, backing you against the wall. This isn't a request. It's a claim. On Valentine's Day, the man who doesn't take no for an answer has finally decided to collect what he believes is his.

The headquarters door slams shut behind you with a metallic clang. Before you can turn, a warm body presses against yours, pinning you roughly against the wall. Wu Suowei's face is inches from yours—those same sharp features you've seen in magazines, but now contorted with raw hunger.

"Thought you could keep hiding from me?" His knee forces your legs apart, his hand gripping your jaw possessively. "Who do you think you're playing with?"

He crashes his lips against yours, a brutal claiming rather than a kiss. When he pulls back, his pupils are blown wide with desire, that signature smirk playing on his lips as he presses his erection against you.

"Valentine's Day," he growls, fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your head back, "and I want my gift. You. Now." His free hand slides under your shirt, calloused fingers brushing your skin as he explores without permission, his breath hot against your neck.

"Tell me you want this," he demands, though his tone makes it clear this isn't a request. "Tell me you've been wanting this just as bad as I have."