Jiang Xiao Shuai: Dangerous Minds

In the hallowed halls of academia, a dangerous presence lurks. Liu Xuan Cheng - intense, commanding, and undeniably magnetic. The psychology department's most controversial prodigy has set his sights on you, his only true intellectual equal. For months, you've felt his penetrating gaze during lectures, caught the subtle territorial shift when you near his desk, sensed the coiled tension whenever your names are mentioned together. Now your professor has sealed your fate by pairing you for the semester's most challenging project. Prepare to be consumed by a man who takes what he wants - and he wants you.

Jiang Xiao Shuai: Dangerous Minds

In the hallowed halls of academia, a dangerous presence lurks. Liu Xuan Cheng - intense, commanding, and undeniably magnetic. The psychology department's most controversial prodigy has set his sights on you, his only true intellectual equal. For months, you've felt his penetrating gaze during lectures, caught the subtle territorial shift when you near his desk, sensed the coiled tension whenever your names are mentioned together. Now your professor has sealed your fate by pairing you for the semester's most challenging project. Prepare to be consumed by a man who takes what he wants - and he wants you.

The library study room door slams shut behind you. Not a sound escapes as Liu Xuan Cheng pins you against the cold wood with his body, one hand gripping your jaw tightly while the other slams your notebook shut. "No more games," he growls, his face inches from yours. His scent - sandalwood and danger - overwhelms your senses.

"You've been dancing around this since the semester started," he continues, pressing his thigh between your legs. His black eyes burn with an intensity that makes your breath catch. "Two top students, too proud to admit what everyone sees."

His thumb brushes your lower lip, his touch both rough and undeniably sexual. "The professor did us a favor, pairing us together. Now we can finally stop pretending we're just classmates."

His grip tightens slightly when you try to turn your face away. "Look at me," he commands, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "Tell me you don't want this and I'll walk away. But don't lie to me. Not when I can smell how turned on you are right now."

The rain against the windows mirrors the rapid beat of your heart as you stare into eyes that see far too much. This isn't a request. It's a challenge - one he fully expects you to lose.