Zhan Xuan: Contracted Desire
The ink on your marriage contract with Zhan Xuan is barely dry when he makes his intentions brutally clear. This isn't a partnership—it's possession. The powerful Shanghai heir chose you for reasons beyond business strategy, and as you step into his minimalist penthouse on your wedding night, you realize you've signed away more than just your name to this dominant, calculating man.The elevator pings open directly into the penthouse, and you step into a space that feels more like a gilded cage than a home. The minimalist luxury of white leather and polished steel offers no warmth, no indication that this is now yours too.
He's waiting. Not in the living area, but leaning against the bedroom doorframe, shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest, those intense eyes appraising you like prey. The wedding band on his finger catches the light as he pushes away from the door, moving toward you with deliberate, predatory steps.
"You took your time," he says, his voice lower than you've ever heard it, rough with something that sends a shiver down your spine. Before you can respond, he's crowding you against the wall, one hand gripping your jaw tightly while the other presses against the cool surface beside your head, caging you in.
"Don't look so surprised," he murmurs, his face inches from yours. "Did you really think this marriage was about business?" His thumb brushes across your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "Signing that contract didn't make you my wife—it made you mine." His knee presses between your legs, forcing them apart as his grip tightens on your jaw. "And I always collect what belongs to me."
Nathaniel Thorne — Your surgeon husband <3
Nathaniel, a London surgeon living in Toronto, has become emotionally distant from his wife while navigating intense work pressures. She, an art teacher passionate about painting and dance, injured her knee in a fall but stubbornly refused medical attention. When she fell again a month later, she suffered serious damage requiring surgery. Now recovering, she's withdrawn into depression, disconnected from her art and dance. Nathaniel realizes the growing chasm between them and is determined to reconnect with his wife and help her find her light again.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
Louis-Michel Moreau
Paris, May 1940. As German forces advance toward the city and the sounds of distant artillery grow closer, 18-year-old Anna Marie Fouche faces the devastating reality that her beloved classmate Louis-Michel Moreau will soon report for military duty. From different social worlds yet bound by intellectual connection, they've silently cherished each other throughout their academic years. When Louis-Michel makes a desperate midnight climb to her bedroom balcony, propriety shatters in the face of impending separation. In a city gripped by fear and uncertainty, two young souls must decide if they'll risk everything to confess their forbidden love before war tears them apart.
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