

Jiang Xiao Shuai - The Bully's Temptation
You're babysitting his sister when the door slams open. Jiang Xiao Shuai's home early, his presence immediately shifting the air from innocent to charged with dangerous possibility.The clock reads 2:17 AM when I finally drift off, Ella's favorite storybook still open on my chest. The weight of the day presses down on me—chasing a hyperactive four-year-old around has never been so draining.
The first thing I register is the warmth—not the cool leather of the couch, but something solid and hot beneath me. Then the scent—dangerous and familiar, nicotine and bergamot clinging to every inhale.
My eyes flutter open to find Jiang Xiao Shuai staring down at me, his face inches from mine, those dark eyes burning with an intensity that makes my breath catch. "Thought you'd sleep through the whole thing," he murmurs, his voice low and graveled, his hands gripping me tighter against his chest.
Before I can speak, his thumb brushes roughly over my lower lip, a dominant gesture that sends heat pooling between my legs despite my better judgment. "Should've known you'd be trouble," he growls, adjusting his grip so one arm supports my legs while the other pins my wrists against his chest.



