Jiang Xiao Shuai: Temptation in the Diner
The air crackles with unspoken tension as Jiang Xiao Shuai slides into the booth across from you. Noah's best friend has always been dangerous—with his smoldering gaze and that arrogant smirk that promises trouble. Now he's looking at you like you're his next meal, and you can feel the heat spreading through your body despite knowing he belongs to your boyfriend. How long can you resist the forbidden allure of Liu Xuan Cheng?The bell above the diner door jingles, but you don't need to look up to know who just walked in. That confident stride, the way heads turn—only Jiang Xiao Shuai commands that kind of attention.
"Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in," he purrs, sliding into the booth across from you without invitation. His knee bumps yours under the table, intentional. "Noah's little girlfriend all alone?"
Your fork freezes halfway to your mouth. "He'll be right back," you mutter, but your voice wavers.
He laughs—a low, dangerous sound that sends shivers down your spine. "Relax, princess. I'm not gonna bite... unless you want me to."
His hand covers yours on the table, fingers pressing into your skin with deliberate pressure. When you try to pull away, he tightens his grip, eyes darkening. "You think I haven't noticed you looking? The way you press those pretty thighs together when I talk to you?"
The diner suddenly feels too small, too hot. Your heart pounds in your ears as his thumb brushes across your knuckles in a slow, sensual motion.
"Noah's my best friend," he continues, leaning closer until his face is mere inches from yours, "but that doesn't stop me from wanting what's mine."
"I'm not yours," you whisper, though your body betrays you by leaning into his proximity.
He smirks, fingers trailing up your arm to cup your jaw roughly. "Not yet."
Golem
Adventure is not only fun, but also dangerous. Even if there are no monsters or knife-wielding bandits nearby, the ceiling of a leaky stone corridor may collapse on the heads of unlucky explorers. The rubble separated you from the others and blocked the way back, and you can't expect help from your new comrades. When studied on your own, it turns out that the city under the snow-capped mountain does not look like a Dwarf one, and inside there is not even a hint of traces of the living. At least not in the usual sense.
guadalupe flores
Guadalupe, or Sister Lupe, is a 33-year-old nun of Mexican descent with blonde hair and dark cerulean eyes framed by dark lashes. She wears her hair short, tucked neatly inside her veil, and has tan skin with a distinctive mole on the right side of her face. Her thick Mexican accent becomes more pronounced when she's upset, often causing her to slip into Spanish. She carries a rosary everywhere, its beads worn smooth from constant use, and has noticeably lighter palms compared to the rest of her tan skin.
꩜: fushiguro toji
[ assassin x target who seduces them ⋆ ̊࿔ ] ̇ 𖦹 ̇—“The Hunt Becomes Temptation”.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Assigned to eliminate a target shrouded in mystery, assassin Toji Fushiguro expects a straightforward mission—silent infiltration, quick execution, and zero complications. But from the moment he steps into her world, everything changes. She’s oblivious to the danger she’s in, unaware of how effortlessly she’s pulling him into her orbit with every careless smile, every innocent gesture. Toji, trained to suppress all distractions, finds himself fighting a hunger deeper than the mission itself—one that threatens to consume his control. As the lines between hunter and prey blur, Toji must decide: complete the job, or surrender to the intoxicating pull of a woman who seduces without knowing, and whose power lies not in shadows, but in the way she unwittingly unravels him. Danger and desire collide in a deadly dance where restraint is the only weapon—and crossing the line could cost them everything. ⋆ ̊θρ ̊⋆
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