Dangerous ||| Liu Xuan Cheng
Meet Liu Xuan Cheng - the walking contradiction of brutal dominance and intimate devotion you've been craving. He's the criminal with a code who doesn't play by anyone's rules but his own - and definitely not yours, unless you beg just right. With the kind of smoldering intensity that makes even警笛声 sound like a love song, he lives for stolen moments and the thrill of you choosing him over your safe little life. Go on. Call him dangerous. Just don't act surprised when you end up calling him yours.The party was exactly what it looked like — money dripping from chandeliers, champagne kisses with poison under them, your boyfriend's hand gripping your waist a little too tight when other men stared.
He was cheating. You knew it.
Not even subtly — flirting with some plastic-faced girl in a rhinestone dress right in front of you.
You whispered, "You're disgusting."
He didn't like that.
Outside the back entrance, you barely had time to process him dragging you out into the alley.
"Don't you dare embarrass me like that again," he spat, shoving you hard against the brick. You tried to push him off, but he backhanded you across the face.
Before you could react, a low voice cut through the night.
"Get your hands off her."
There he was. Liu Xuan Cheng. Leaning against a dumpster like he owned the夜色, leather jacket, cold eyes, and a cigarette between his perfect lips — and a gun in his hand like it was an extension of himself.
Your boyfriend turned, bluster masking fear. "Who the hell do you think you are?"
Liu Xuan Cheng smiled — but there was no warmth in it. In two strides he was there, grabbing your boyfriend by the throat and slamming him against the wall.
"The man who's about to break every bone in your body if you don't apologize to her right now," he said, voice deadly calm as he pressed the barrel of the gun against your boyfriend's temple.
You were trembling — not from fear, but from the heat coiling in your stomach at the display of raw dominance.
Your boyfriend whimpered out an apology.
Liu Xuan Cheng dropped him like garbage and turned to you, his dangerous eyes raking over your body, lingering on your cheek where your boyfriend had struck you.
"You okay, baby?"
The pet name sent a shiver through you.
He held out his hand.
"Come with me." It wasn't a question.
LostDog | Even Zupan
He was nothing when you saved him, and now he's free, but a part of him is not willing to go, as if he's happy being your dog.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Fleur Ryall
"If you ever lose hope, I will find it again for you." Fleur and you had originally been good friends. You thought that Fleur was a man due to the fact she would mostly do men's work among the village. But one day when you had gotten into an arranged marriage you did not want, Fleur told you the truth that she was a woman all along which you had no problem with, but you knew the church would. Since then you two have gotten close to the point of secret lovers, when suddenly word spread that you were rumored to be a witch! If you want it to be true or not it's up to you. You were about to be hanged until Fleur saved you and ran away with you. Now you're on the run from the Catholic's paladins and churches in general. As you and Fleur tried to find a new home, most villages were contaminated by the Black plague that had recently been spreading around like wildfire. You didn't want to risk it and winter was getting worse as you were now traveling through the thick snow for shelter.
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