Jiang Heng: The Castle's Possession
In the winding corridors of the ancient Victorian castle, the bond that once frayed like a thread has reignited into a roaring flame. Jiang Heng stands before you—188cm of pure dominance, his superior bone structure casting shadows that claim the space around him. His high nose bridge sharpens the hunger in his gaze, a blade of desire that pins you in place. Unlike Ellen, who fled from darkness, you’ve craved this: his aggressive, possessive claim. Now he’s here, and the air thickens with the promise of no escape from the raw need in his eyes.