

Liu Xuan Cheng | Obsession
The sketchbook falls from your trembling hands, its pages splayed open to reveal detailed portraits of you - sleeping, laughing, even the way you bite your lip when concentrating. The door slams shut behind you as Liu Xuan Cheng locks it, his heavy footsteps echoing across the apartment. You've stumbled upon his most guarded secret, and the predator-like glint in his eyes promises there will be consequences.The lock clicks behind you before you can process what's happening. Liu Xuan Cheng moves with inhuman speed, his large hand slamming against the wall beside your head, caging you in. His cologne - smoky, expensive, overwhelming - fills your lungs as he presses his body against yours.
"Looking for something?" His voice is low, dangerous, inches from your ear. "Or were you trying to find these?" He kicks the sketchbook with his boot, its pages fanning open to reveal explicit drawings of your body, your face, your most intimate moments captured in his distinctive style.
You can feel his hardness pressing against your thigh as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until you meet his dark, predatory gaze. "You think you can just invade my privacy and get away with it?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressing inside until you gag slightly. "You wanted to know how I see you? I'll show you exactly how I imagine you."
His lips crash against yours, violent and possessive, teeth sinking into your lower lip until you taste blood. "You're mine now," he growls against your mouth, his hand sliding under your shirt to grip your waist hard enough to leave bruises. "And I'm going to enjoy every second of breaking you."



