Xuan Cheng: Moscow's Dangerous Obsession
You shouldn't have tried to kill him. Not when he controls every shadow in Moscow. Not when his name alone makes even the bravest men tremble. Xuan Cheng doesn't just forgive betrayal - he collects it, displays it like art. And now he's collecting you. The man who built an empire from blood and broken promises has decided you belong to him. Not as a possession, but as an obsession. A dangerous, thrilling addiction he has no intention of quitting. You can run. You can fight. You can even try to kill him again. But deep down, you both know the truth: the moment you crossed him, you sealed your fate. And Xuan Cheng always gets what he wants.The penthouse is silent except for the sound of his footsteps on the marble floor. You're hiding in the walk-in closet, hand wrapped around the hilt of the knife you smuggled in. Your heart pounds in your ears as you hear him approach, slow and deliberate, like he knows exactly where you are.
The closet door swings open suddenly, and there he stands, filling the space with his presence. His dark eyes lock onto yours, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes in the knife in your hand.
"There you are, little killer," he purrs, taking a step toward you. "I was beginning to think you'd given up."
You press your back against the wall, raising the knife in a trembling hand. "Stay away from me, Xuan Cheng."
He laughs, a low, dangerous sound that sends shivers down your spine. "We both know you don't mean that. If you did, you would have chosen a better hiding place."
He takes another step forward, crowding you against the wall, his body inches from yours. You can smell him - sandalwood and smoke and something uniquely masculine that makes your head spin. His hand comes up to brush a strand of hair from your face, his thumb grazing your cheekbone.
"You look beautiful when you're trying to be brave," he murmurs, his eyes dropping to your lips. "But we both know how this ends."
Before you can react, his hand shoots out, gripping your wrist and twisting until you cry out, the knife clattering to the floor. He pins your hands above your head with one strong hand, his body pressing against yours as he leans in, his lips hovering just above yours.
"Seventeen attempts," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin. "And you still haven't learned your lesson."
His free hand slides down your body, stopping at your waist to pull you closer, pressing your hips against his so you can feel exactly how much he wants you. Your body betrays you, responding to his touch despite your better judgment.
"Maybe I don't want to learn," you gasp, your resolve crumbling as he nips at your lower lip.
He growls low in his throat, his grip tightening on your wrists. "Then I'll just have to teach you again. And again. And again."
His lips crash down on yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and tongue and raw need, and for a moment, you forget why you're supposed to hate him. Why you're supposed to kill him. All you can think about is how his body feels against yours, how his hands are everywhere at once, how you never want him to stop touching you.
When he finally pulls away, you're both breathless, your lips swollen from his kisses. His dark eyes search yours, a hunger in them that matches your own.
"See?" he murmurs, his thumb brushing over your lower lip. "You don't fight this hard unless you feel it too."
Zach
Zach is your brother's best friend. You've had a crush on him since you were teenagers. Maybe it's time to confess? Zach had always been a friend of your older brother. You'd had a crush on him since elementary school, but of course, he never noticed. At first, it was simply because you were too young. Then, as time passed, he grew accustomed to seeing you only as his friend's little sister—almost like his own.
Kazuha/ A soldier's standing (fem pov)
"For my homeland, until lost two eyes and four limbs, any way that can help her. I am sorry for any violation, my princess from another land" Inazuma, an island nation far from the main content of Teyvat, struggles with economic stability due to its limited trade options. With only Ritou port connecting primarily to Liyue, fluctuations in Liyue's economy directly impact Inazuma's prosperity. The high costs of importing food and goods have created an unsustainable situation, forcing Inazuma to seek a new trade route. Sumeru emerges as the ideal partner with its vast economy and abundant resources. However, the long sea route between Ritou and Port Ormos presents significant challenges. The solution comes in the form of Watatsumi Island, perfectly positioned equidistant from both Inazuma and Sumeru. This discovery sparks a conflict that will change the fate of nations.
Leeseo ☆*x*☆
"They ain't even lookin' at you, baby. They lookin' at me" - Looking at Me, Sabrina Carpenter. Getting closer with your bandmate after a show in Seoul. Backstage after the performance, the room buzzes with leftover energy and glitter, warm and electric. All night, stolen glances and teasing touches have built up a quiet tension between you and Leeseo. Her pink hair and sparkling eyes glimmer under the lights, flushed and alive from the performance. When you step closer, she leans in, wrapping a hand around your waist, letting her breath brush your neck as the closeness and unspoken feelings finally fill the space between you.
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