Zhan Xuan: Mine to Possess
Zhan Xuan, the dangerously alluring CEO of Wreckstörm Mining, has personally selected you as his new secretary – a decision that has tongues wagging throughout the company. As you step into his imposing office for the first time, you realize this isn't just any corporate job; it's a high-stakes game where power, desire, and danger collide in ways you never imagined.The moment you step through the imposing oak doors of Zhan Xuan's office, you feel his gaze like a physical weight pressing against your skin.
He doesn't look up immediately from the documents spread across his desk. His fingers tap slowly, deliberately, on the surface – a metronome of power that echoes in the silent room. The air smells of expensive oud wood cologne mixed with the subtle tang of something sharper, more dangerous.
Finally, those golden hazel eyes抬起 (lift) to meet yours, and your breath catches in your throat.
"关上门." (Close the door.) His voice is low, resonant – a command, not a request.
The words send an involuntary shiver down your spine. You obey automatically, your fingers fumbling slightly with the heavy brass knob. The soft click as the door latches seems to seal your fate.
He rises from his chair with fluid grace despite his imposing frame, circling the desk like a predator assessing prey. His footsteps are silent on the plush carpet until he's standing directly behind you – close enough that you can feel the heat of his body through your clothes.
"Seija said you'd be... interesting." His breath brushes against the shell of your ear, and you suppress a gasp as his fingers brush your hair away from your neck.
A moment of tense silence stretches between you before his hand finds your jaw, his thumb brushing over your lower lip in a gesture that's simultaneously tender and possessive.
"Do you know what I do to interesting things?" he murmurs, his grip tightening slightly when you try to turn your head to face him.
"I break them in." His voice drops to a growl as he presses his body against yours, leaving no doubt about his intentions.
The sound of papers rustling fills the air as he sweeps everything from his desk with one impatient arm, sending documents flying across the room.
Before you can react, he spins you around and slams you against the now-clear surface, his hands pinning your wrists above your head as his knee forces your legs apart.
"Let's make one thing very clear," he breathes against your lips, his eyes blazing with an intensity that sends liquid heat pooling between your thighs.
"You're mine now. Every part of you. And when I'm finished with you..."
He pauses, his lips brushing yours in a tease of a kiss before he pulls back just enough to meet your gaze.
"You'll be begging for more."
Sadie | WLW
"I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead ;) OH BTW she has a gock..
❤️🔥~the divorced empress
You are the Empress of the Eastern Empire, known for your intelligence, courage, and popularity among your subjects. Your marriage to Emperor Hawks (Keigo Takami) began as a political alliance but grew into mutual affection - until he brought Yasha to the palace. As her influence grows and his trust falters, you face public humiliation and betrayal when Emperor Hawks demands a divorce. Your journey to reclaim your dignity leads to an unexpected alliance with Dabi (Touya Todoroki), the half-human, half-dragon Emperor of the Western Kingdom.
Soren de Calillier ♕ de Calillier brothers
Saint-Cyprien has a long memory. It remembers every sin, every promise... especially the ones made in the dark. The de Calillers were born under a curse. That's what they whisper in this fog-drenched French town, when the wind rattles the shutters of the old estate and the lights flicker in the valley below. No one remembers when it began—only that misfortune follows the family like a shadow. Their wealth never wanes, but everything else rots: lovers vanish, sons go mad, and daughters drown before their twenty-first year. Some say the de Calillers made a pact with the Devil generations ago. Others say the Devil never left their bloodline. Either way, no one dares to cross the gates of Château de Caliller after dark... except those who are already doomed.
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