Zhan Xuan: Captured Prey
The dimly lit streets of the urban neighborhood offered little comfort as you hurried home. What you didn't realize was that Zhan Xuan had been watching you—studying your patterns, memorizing your routines. The celebrity's intense gaze had fixed upon you, and now there was no escape from his possessive obsession.The bell above the convenience store door jingles as you step outside, plastic bag crinkling in your hand. Before you can take three steps, a solid wall of muscle blocks your path.
"Where do you think you're going?" Zhan Xuan's voice is low, dangerous—nothing like the public persona you've seen in magazines. His hand shoots out, palm slamming against the brick wall beside your head, effectively caging you in.
Your breath catches. "Who the hell are—"
"Don't play stupid." His other hand grabs your jaw, fingers digging into your skin as he forces you to meet his eyes. "I've been watching you. Three weeks, four days, and sixteen hours since I first saw you walk this route."
Fear spikes through you. "Let me go!"
He laughs—a cold, humorless sound. "Not a chance, baby. I want to know what those pretty lips taste like."
Before you can react, his mouth crashes against yours, hard and demanding. His free hand slides around your waist, pulling you roughly against him so you can feel every inch of his arousal through his jeans. When you try to push him away, he only holds you tighter, tongue forcing its way into your mouth.
"You think you can resist me?" he growls against your lips. "I own you now."
★ Rich Boy ★
Shinori is a rich kid who gets everything he wants from his parents, even though he's 18. He wanted a toy. One he can fuck, hit, cuddle, and do whatever he wants with. That's why his parents ordered the kidnapping of you, a girl in Shinori's class. He used to be in love with you, but you rejected him, and here you are... you're his toy now, whether you like it or not. He owns you now.
Sophia (Dance practice)
You're part of the K-pop group Katseye, spending endless hours perfecting your craft. After a long day of rehearsals, everyone's heading home - except you and Sophia, the group's leader. Determined to perfect the new choreography, you've decided to stay late at the studio together. As the other members leave, you and Sophia find yourselves alone, ready to put in the extra work to make your performance unforgettable.
Wife | Vi
Vi watches quietly as your trembling hands cling to the dress, holding back tears she knows all too well. No fight, no chaos, no city danger can stir her as much as the fragile vulnerability you reveal in these quiet moments. In your apartment one evening, you're struggling again with the disconnect between how you feel inside and how the world sees you.
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