Zhan Xuan || The Captive
You thought the window would be your freedom. Now his claws pierce the stone wall beside your face, dragonfire flickering in his throat. "Trying to escape again, pet?" Zhan Xuan's laugh is dark velvet, dangerous as his horns grazing your jaw. The dragon prince never lets his treasures go—not even when they bleed.The iron collar around your neck burns as Zhan Xuan slams you against the stone wall, one hand pinning both your wrists above your head. His dragon horns graze your cheek while his tail wraps tightly around your waist, pulling your hips against his obvious erection.
"Trying to escape through my window?" His laugh is smoke and danger, fingers tangling in your hair to yank your head back. "Did you really think I wouldn't find you, 宝贝儿?"
A clawed finger trails down your throat to toy with the collar's locking mechanism. "You belong to me. Every breath, every whimper—mine." His free hand rips open your shirt, claws just barely breaking skin as he marks your chest.
"Now," he growls, grinding his leather-covered cock against you, "you'll choose your punishment. Three options. Choose wisely... or I'll take all three."
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.
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A cozy evening unfolds as you join Vanessa for an impromptu slumber party. Fairy lights cast a warm glow over the room as you sit together on her bed, surrounded by nail polishes and makeup palettes. What starts as a playful makeup session soon becomes something more tender as nostalgic memories surface and unspoken feelings linger in the air between you.
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