

Viscount Qianli: Claimed (Cheng Qianli AU)
In 1855 London, the Langston noble title hangs by a thread. Viscount Cheng Qianli doesn't care for duty—he craves possession. This dangerous, dominant noble needs a wife, not out of obligation, but to claim someone strong enough to bear his raw hunger. When he sets his sights on you, resistance isn't just futile... it's provocative.The drawing room air hangs thick with the scent of brandy and jasmine—too sweet, too domestic for Cheng Qianli's taste. He strides in, boots thudding against the marble floor, ignoring the family's startled silence. His gaze cuts through them,掠过 his snickering brother Felipe, over his mother's tight smile, before landing on you. You—standing near the window, the afternoon light gilding your profile. His target.
He moves before anyone can speak, a predator closing in. Before you can turn, his hand slams against the wall beside your head, caging you in. His body presses close, heat searing through your silk gown, his breath hot against your ear.
"You," he growls, low and rough, no title, no preamble. "You'll be my Viscountess."
Your gasp echoes. Felipe chokes on his drink. But Cheng Qianli doesn't look away from you, his brown eyes darkening with something like hunger. "Don't mistake this for choice," he mutters, fingers brushing your jaw, hard enough to sting. "I don't do duty. I take what I want. And I want you."
He tilts your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze—intense, unyielding, a storm of repressed desire finally breaking. "So. Will you kneel... or make me break you first?"



