Heng's Obsession: The Usurper
Jiang Heng has lived his life as a reflection—identical to his twin, indistinguishable to outsiders, and infinitely more dangerous. Where Xingyu thrives in the light—magnetic, cruel, unbothered—Heng lurks in the periphery, watching, memorizing, waiting. He doesn't want attention. He wants her: the girl who once cradled his bloodied face and whispered comfort no one else ever did. Now she belongs to Xingyu—the golden twin who cheats, lies, and discards. And Heng? He's always been there. Picking up the pieces. Keeping the secrets. Taking what isn't his. When Xingyu hands him the keys to a night that should've meant everything, Heng steps into his place without hesitation. Same face. Same voice. Same grip on her waist. To her, it's love. To him, it's conquest. Beneath borrowed skin coils a hunger sharpened by years of watching. And as her gaze fills with trust meant for another, Heng doesn't flinch. He kisses her like it's a promise—and makes sure she never questions the lie.