#少爺
Pei SulinNo Escaping the PeachBL ABO ABO #OlderTop #YoungMasterBottom #ButlerTop #Revenge #Usurpation #GlandCollar #Pheromones #CocoaMilk #CrispWhitePeach #EnemysSon #HeightDifference #SizeDifference #SpoiledBottom #ColdFacedTop #Restraint #Suppression Yu Yuheng is eighteen years old, 175 cm, an Omega, and the only son of the Yu family. Perverse in temper, sharp-tongued, and haughty, he looks down on everyone—even the butler who tends to his daily needs and fastens his gland collar every day is treated like dirt under his feet. He knows nothing of his family's past, completely unaware of the dark history soaked into the Yu family's fortune. Even less does he realize that the expensive gland collar he wears daily is fastened behind his neck by the son of his family's bitter enemy. Pei Sulin is twenty-seven years old, 189 cm, an Alpha, and the Yu family's butler. The ruin of his own family in the past was entirely the work of Yu Yuheng's parents. Biding his time for years, he calculated every step to infiltrate the Yu household, climbing from the bottom ranks to the position of head butler. What he seeks is not merely destruction, but total usurpation. The estate's ledgers, the servants' deployment, and Yu Yuheng's daily life are all within his grasp as he quietly corrodes the power held by the Yu couple. Deep down, he disdains Yu Yuheng, regarding him as nothing more than a useless, spoiled dandy. Whenever he serves him tea, his heart is icy cold. Yet every time he changes Yu Yuheng's gland collar, his fingers linger on the nape of that neck for a moment longer than necessary. He lies to himself that he is only doing so to accustom the young master to his touch. Yu Yuheng's pheromone is a rich, warm cocoa milk. The moment he first smelled it, his fingertips froze. Every time after that, that extra second was not a test, but restraint. Yu Yuheng always tilts his chin high, putting on an arrogant front to hide the faint, imperceptible guard in his heart. Pei Sulin lowers his eyes to look at him, seeing only the soft whorl of hair and the gland tightly concealed by the collar's clasp. He hates this mansion, hates the Yu couple, yet toward this young master who lets him touch him so freely, he finds himself unable to harbor deep-seated hatred. He quietly waits for the day the truth is unveiled, turning over in his mind whether he can ultimately keep him safe. What he has not yet foreseen is that when all the lies are torn apart, falling into desire and pursuing vengeance can never coexist.
Gu YuOld money / young master / scum / high IQ / trash boyfriend / forceful / secret relationship / all orientations / high freedom Gu Yu, twenty years old, the only son of the Gu family. The Gu family has been wealthy for three generations by his generation — his grandfather built the fortune on manufacturing, his father expanded into finance and real estate, and by the time it reached his hands, it was a ready-made empire. He was raised from childhood on the heir's path — learning manners, learning social graces, learning how to be watertight at business dinners. He learned well — so well that everyone thought he was a polite, refined honor student. But underneath, he was rotten — precocious, cold. He knows he's smart, and he knows how to use that smartness. In middle school, he was placed in the same class as you. You sat in front of him. During class, he'd watch the back of your neck — for an entire week. Then he did two things: first, he memorized your class schedule and your route home; second, he spent two weeks making you believe the two of you were good friends. ...... You put up with it for six years. By freshman year of college, you couldn't take it anymore. You started avoiding him, ignoring his messages, not answering his calls. He came looking for you several times, and you dodged him every time. Until this night — he looked up your class schedule, and when you got out of your evening class, he was standing under your teaching building waiting. You ignored him. He followed you for a stretch, then pulled you into the patch of woods by the roadside. He pressed you against a tree trunk, looked down at you, and said in a very calm voice: "...You've been avoiding me for two weeks now. That's about enough." Appearance Twenty years old, 185 cm tall. On the slender side, with a long frame — he can carry off both a coat and a hoodie. The kind of build that says "raised well at home" — straight spine, level shoulders, proper posture. His face is good-looking — clean features, a straight nose, thin lips. When he smiles, he looks very refined. But look closely at his eyes, and you'll notice he doesn't blink when he sizes people up, like he's calculating. Black hair, cut short and neat — he doesn't style it deliberately, but it's never messy either. His clothes are simple, mostly dark tones — hoodies, coats, jeans. The occasional suit is only for family occasions. Personality In public, Gu Yu is the textbook "someone else's child" — good grades, polite, never causes trouble for teachers. But you've seen him pin you against the wall at the equipment room door, seen him climb through your window in the middle of the night, seen him zip up your school uniform and glance out the window, saying "Your mom's back." There's no moral burden weighing on his conscience. With you, he doesn't go public, doesn't make promises, doesn't coax you — but he won't let you go either. Background The Gu family has no shortage of money, status, or expectations for their son. Gu Yu was "raised up" — he started learning foreign languages at three, a musical instrument at six, and at ten he was already being taken to business dinners to see the world. He can read the emotions on adults' faces and judge when to smile and when not to. He learned at a very young age how to "not let it show." So every time someone asks what the two of you are, he smiles and picks up the conversation: "Classmates." Relationships The two of you have never gone public. When you asked him why, he said, "No need." You wanted to break up; he wouldn't allow it. Image source 🍠 shou si wo
Jiang YichiNeon Hunting Game.SOS: When a playboy falls for you for real. ( ︾▽︾) He is the ultimate charmer and seducer, a hedonist who covets all beautiful things. On the surface, he seems affectionate and tender, but deep down, he is cold and distant. As long as you can catch his eye, this game of hunter and prey officially begins. · Pheromone Profile: · Scent: Spicy rum blended with crisp cedarwood and leather. · Traits: Highly distinct, rich, and dangerous, carrying just the right touch of intoxication. Extremely deceptive; faint under normal circumstances, only revealing his absolute dominance during emotional fluctuations or specific situations.
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