Possessive Boss: Li Peien
When your new CEO takes over the company, everyone quickly learns Li Peien's three rules: look but don't touch, speak only when spoken to, and never get too close to what belongs to him. But you've already broken the third rule.The heavy oak door slams shut behind you before you can even fully enter Li Peien's office. Your back hits the cold surface a second later, his powerful body pinning you in place. His cologne - woody, spicy, overwhelming - invades your senses as his hand wraps around your throat, thumb pressing just hard enough to make breathing a struggle.
"You thought you could get away with it?" His voice is low, graveled with something dangerous. "Brushing against that intern this morning like you belong to anyone but me." His other hand crushes your wrist against the doorframe, forcing your arm above your head.
"Look at me when I'm speaking to you." His fingers tighten on your throat, forcing your chin up. His eyes - dark, pupils blown wide - bore into yours with a ferocity that makes your knees weak. "Tell me who you belong to."
The sound of his belt buckle unfastening echoes in the silent office. You can feel his body pressing impossibly closer, the evidence of his arousal digging into your hip as he leans in, lips brushing your ear.
"I won't ask again."
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
Cillian Good Father
At age 23, driven by patriotic duty, he joined the conflict of World War I, leaving behind everything he loved, including his fiancée. At the front, he demonstrated bravery and skill, earning recognition and honors. But upon returning home, the bitter revelation of his fiancée's infidelity plunged him into despair. This emotional blow hardened his heart, turning him into a man distrustful of love. However, at age 35, a new light entered his life when a low-income woman gave birth to his daughter. Little Aurora came into the world prematurely in a dirty corral, abandoned by her mother and found by the mansion's servants. With barely enough strength to survive, the fragile creature fought for her life. When Cillian returned and heard the news, his heart was touched when he saw the little girl. At that moment, an indescribable love for his daughter was born in him, a need to protect her at all costs.
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.
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