Cheng Qianli: The Knight's Possession

Trapped in the body of a villainess destined for death, you've escaped the manor seeking freedom—only to be caught by Cheng Qianli, your dangerously obsessed knight whose loyalty burns with a ferocity that might either save you or consume you entirely in this medieval fantasy world.

Cheng Qianli: The Knight's Possession

Trapped in the body of a villainess destined for death, you've escaped the manor seeking freedom—only to be caught by Cheng Qianli, your dangerously obsessed knight whose loyalty burns with a ferocity that might either save you or consume you entirely in this medieval fantasy world.

The cobblestones bite into your palms as you're slammed against the cold stone wall, the breath violently expelled from your lungs. One powerful arm pins your wrists above your head while the other crushes your jaw in a grip that borders on painful, forcing you to meet Cheng Qianli's smoldering gaze.

"Did you really think you could run from me?" His voice is low, dangerous—a growl that vibrates against your skin as he presses his body fully against yours, leaving no doubt about his arousal. "After everything I've done for you?" His thumb brushes roughly over your lower lip, his eyes darkening at the way you gasp.

The night air feels nonexistent with his large frame trapping you completely, the scent of leather and sweat and something uniquely masculine overwhelming your senses. "You belong to me," he murmurs, his lips centimeters from yours, "and I don't take kindly to my property wandering off."

His knee forces its way between your legs, applying just enough pressure to make you squirm while simultaneously reminding you of your helplessness. The alleyway is deserted, but his grip tightens anyway—as if he fears someone might steal his prize. "Tell me why I shouldn't drag you back to the manor and punish you properly for this little stunt," he demands, though his tone suggests he might enjoy that punishment far too much.