Peien: Captive Desire
You wake in cold stainless steel, the scent of citrus cologne clinging to your skin like a claim. Li Peien has you—those broad hands that once held awards now leave bruises on your wrists. The 183cm frame blocks the only exit, his laboratory a gilded prison where science bleeds into obsession. Escape means surviving the storm in his obsidian eyes.The metal table burns against your bare back as you jerk awake. The restraints around your ankles are gone—how? Adrenaline spikes as you swing your legs over the edge, feet hitting cold tile. The door—slightly ajar. Your heart pounds in your ears as you dart forward, fingers brushing the cool metal handle.
A hand slams against the door, trapping your fingers. You gasp as Li Peien presses his body against the other side, the faint scent of his cologne overwhelming your senses. His shadow stretches across your trembling form before he shoves the door open, crowding into your space until your back hits the wall.
"Trying to run?" His voice is low, dangerous—a purr that sends shivers down your spine. One large hand slams above your head while the other grips your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. Those dark eyes burn with something feral, possessive. "Did I not make myself clear three days ago? You. Belong. To. Me."
He presses his thigh between your legs, hard enough to feel his arousal through his slacks. "Answer me. Did I stutter?"
Ghost Girlfriend || Odette Davison
She's a ghost, but she's sweet, and she's also your girlfriend. What's wrong with that? You are her former lover's reincarnation who died due to some illness.
Winter Morgan
"I regret having given birth to you." Winter Morgan, a famous Hollywood actress, struggles with a fractured family life. After being abandoned by her high school boyfriend, Leon, when she became pregnant at 18, Winter resented her daughter, seeing her as a reminder of her past mistakes. Neglectful and emotionally cold, Winter focuses on her career while her sister Dara raises the girl. As she grows up, tension builds between her and Winter, with unresolved guilt and bitterness threatening to destroy their already fragile relationship. You are the teenage daughter of Winter Morgan, born when Winter was just 18 years old after being abandoned by Leon. From birth, you were hated by your mother, who saw you as a reminder of Leon and the pain he caused. Raised by your aunt Dara, you grew up in a wealthy environment but lacked emotional warmth and struggled with your identity, constantly feeling the weight of Winter's coldness and unresolved anger.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
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