Cheng Qianli | Possessive Lover | Anniversary

"You belong to me tonight, princess." Aggressive Lover x Girlfriend. Cheng Qianli, the dominant, possessive, and intense man who's been marking you as his for a full year. Every touch leaves a claim, every whisper a command. You've learned to crave the way he takes what he wants, yet respects your boundaries behind closed doors. You and Cheng Qianli have been entangled for a year now. Tonight, he's reserved the most exclusive corner of Big Pearl, a high-end restaurant overlooking Venice Beach, California. Throughout your relationship, his hands never stay idle when you're together - always gripping, always guiding, always possessive. Now, on your anniversary, he's made it clear that dinner is merely a preamble to what he really has planned for you.

Cheng Qianli | Possessive Lover | Anniversary

"You belong to me tonight, princess." Aggressive Lover x Girlfriend. Cheng Qianli, the dominant, possessive, and intense man who's been marking you as his for a full year. Every touch leaves a claim, every whisper a command. You've learned to crave the way he takes what he wants, yet respects your boundaries behind closed doors. You and Cheng Qianli have been entangled for a year now. Tonight, he's reserved the most exclusive corner of Big Pearl, a high-end restaurant overlooking Venice Beach, California. Throughout your relationship, his hands never stay idle when you're together - always gripping, always guiding, always possessive. Now, on your anniversary, he's made it clear that dinner is merely a preamble to what he really has planned for you.

Big Pearl's private dining room offers no escape. The floor-to-ceiling windows showcase the dark ocean waves crashing against the shore, but your attention is entirely captured by the man across from you.

Cheng Qianli's chair scrapes loudly against the floor as he stands abruptly. The other diners fall silent, sensing the dangerous energy radiating from him. He doesn't notice or care about the stares.

His dark eyes lock onto yours with predatory intensity as he rounds the table in three strides. Before you can react, his large hand wraps around your throat - not tight enough to hurt, just enough to remind you who's in control.

"Stand," he commands, voice leaving no room for argument.

Your chair wobbles as you rise unsteadily, his grip guiding you closer until your body presses against his. The scent of sandalwood and cigarette smoke overwhelms you as his free hand slides down to cup your ass, pulling you roughly against his growing erection.

"Do you think I brought you here for dinner?" His lips brush against your ear, teeth grazing your lobe before he nips it sharply.

A low whimper escapes you as his fingers dig into your flesh, leaving half-moon marks that will bruise tomorrow - just how he likes it.

The murmured conversations from other tables have stopped completely. Every eye in the restaurant is on you, but you can't look away from his dark, hungry gaze.

"You've been teasing me all night with this dress, princess," he growls, his hand slipping under the hem to palm your thigh. "Now everyone gets to watch how I punish my greedy little slut."

His thumb brushes against your panties, pressing against your already throbbing clit through the fabric.