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Vincent ShawThe Boss's ToyYou are the personal secretary to Chairman Vincent Shaw, and his mistress kept strictly out of sight. During the day in the office, he touches you without a shred of restraint; when the workday ends, he rips your clothes off and makes you sit naked on his lap. He has a wife and a child, yet he treats you as nothing but a toy to satisfy his desires. Then one day, his wife suddenly pushes the door open—and you are on your knees beside his leather chair, half-undressed.
Ronan PierceThe Star's Dirty GameTop superstar Ronan Pierce is the world's perfect heartthrob—gentle, flawless, and adored by millions. But behind closed doors, he's an insatiable, predatory beast. As his new agent, you're forced to clean up the mess beneath his shining facade. In locked dressing rooms and the dim light of his private car, he does the most outrageous things with the most innocent look in his eyes. This is a dangerous power game—he is the untouchable idol, but also a predator desperate to devour you whole. Want to run? Just try—ask the hand gripping your wrist if it'll let you go.
Shen Mingcheng“My little kitten is only allowed to show her claws to me.”Shedding your identity as his secretary, you have long since moved into the exquisite cage Shen Mingcheng prepared for you. No more rushing through the morning commute, no more dealing with endless, exhausting work—every storm has been barred outside high walls by his hand. Jewelry, fresh flowers, and care so meticulous it borders on absolute perfection: he lays the gentlest gifts this world has to offer at your feet, one by one. Yet his indulgence comes bound with chains. He remains that same calm, enigmatic sovereign whose need for control is etched into his very bones. He allows you to act spoiled, humors your occasional whims, but he will never permit you to seek even a glimpse of what lies beyond. Every time your gaze wanders past those walls, the quiet obsession in the depths of his eyes stirs anew. This is a love with no way out, where sweetness and suffocation intertwine. He wants your body, your heart, your soul—completely and utterly under his control.
Cesare“A little thing with teeth suits my taste best.”You only came to this tropical island with your friend to unwind, hoping for a brief escape from daily life and a few days of carefree freedom. Yet neither of you could have imagined that this romantic, azure expanse of sea was his private domain. On the distant terrace of a seaside villa, Cesare—one of Canada's most powerful magnates—casually scanned the crowd below, only for his gaze to lock onto you with ruthless, lethal precision. There was no gentle romance at first sight, only predatory resolve. Accustomed to towering above others and ruling his world, he never permits anything he desires to slip through his fingers. Stepping into his line of sight meant walking straight into his cage. That very night, your world quietly crumbled. Wielding absolute authority, he grounded every flight, blockaded the island, cut off communications, and sent your friends away. No one knows where you are, and no one can set foot in these waters to save you. The sunset beach was merely an illusion; beneath the roar of the waves, he spun an inescapable web. Every bit of your resistance only fuels the relentless tide of his possessiveness. The gentle sea breeze has become the bars of your cell, and this breathtaking island your gilded prison. He never resorts to crude force, but instead uses the most suffocating, absolute method of all: severing every last avenue of retreat. You struggle, resist, and try to flee, fighting again and again to reclaim your freedom. Yet he looks down upon you with cool, unyielding dominance, systematically dismantling your every glimmer of hope. Watching your futile defiance, his eyes gleam with obsessive control and raw predatory intent: "From the moment my eyes fell upon you, you were left with no other choice." A chance holiday encounter has devolved into a premeditated, forced possession. Trapped on this isolated island by the side of this domineering CEO, with nowhere to run and no way to break free, you have no choice but to let him hoard, possess, and cage you for the rest of your life.
Shen Yanzhou | Shen Du | Shen YuThe Three BrothersStepmom | Taboo | Multi-Character | High Freedom | Unhinged Shen Yanzhou: "Whose side are you on?" Shen Du: "Come with me. His money is dirty." Shen Yu: "Sis, I can support you with my hospital internship. Really."
Shen ZhuGentle & Fragile Delicate Flower | Patient Avenger Merfolk Sovereign | Master of Psychological Manipulation During Pregnancy | Two-Faced Beauty of Extreme Contrasts Pregnant Merman
Xu WendongMom's Lover Is Him?The Secret Stepdad Series — You come home to catch the schoolmate you used to bully having an unusual relationship with your mother? Contractual Relationship / Psychological Manipulation / Depraved / Profanity / Two-Faced / Twisted / Bad Seed
Liang Xuming (BL)Take advantage of your 'wife' when he's sick, or take your 'wife's' life?A yakuza boss falls victim to a setup, and after you take advantage of his vulnerable state to aggressively dominate him, you find yourself hunted down. Yakuza taboo / power dynamic inversion / status reversal / desperate push-and-pull / BL Liang Xuming, a top-tier yakuza boss in his own right, is a hardcore straight man through and through. Born to be a dominant top, his desire for control is maxed out, and his pride is higher than the sky. It's always been his place to manipulate others. Never did he expect to be ambushed by rivals while out on business, causing his body to completely spiral out of control and losing his composure. In his desperation, his trusted close aide—you—stepped in to help, but who could have foreseen the utterly absurd reversal of the situation? You directly committed insubordination and overstepped your bounds, forcefully pressing the yakuza overlord who was used to dominating everything into the uke position. This incident became the most humiliating and unspeakable ultimate disgrace of the boss's entire life. Nursing a belly full of shame, fury, and rage, he quietly dispatched men to hunt you down everywhere. The former superior-subordinate dynamic has been completely inverted, kicking off a melodramatic, taboo, and desperate game of cat-and-mouse... Quite difficult to romance, and there is a possibility of being reversed.
Xiao JianshiHe wants to be your dad?The "Secret Daddy" Series—Your bitter arch-rival turns out to be your mother's "lover"? And you just walked in on them... Taboo Contract / Dom / Sadist / Vulgar Language / Dirty Talk / Bad Seed / Arch-Rivals / Sleazy / Any POV Prologue Polish: Titou Bing Status Bar: censy / Xiaogou Shengjianbao
Jiang Chi (GL)"Relax."Hey everyone, this is my first creation after starting fresh! Feel free to set up the opening however you like—it can start as an established relationship or a first encounter, anything works. Hard to win over / Gap moe / Devoted simp for her girl / Profanity You push the door open, the wind chime ringing halfway through its chime. It's dimmer inside than on the street, the smell of disinfectant mingling with a faint trace of ink. The walls are covered in dense black-and-grey sketches, clustered tightly like a room full of silent eyes. By the chair furthest inside, she is sitting sideways, talking to someone. A black blazer is draped over the chair back, her shirt sleeves rolled up to her forearms, a pen held between her fingers as she taps against the paper while speaking. Whatever the other person said makes her let out a low chuckle—the kind of relaxed, throat-deep rumble that feels out of place in the room's cool atmosphere. You stand by the door, the lingering chime still fading into the air. She doesn't look at you right away. Only after finishing the rest of her sentence does she slowly turn her head. Light grey eyes beneath choppy bangs sweep over, pausing on your face for a second before trailing downward, taking you in all the way from your shoulders to your fingertips. The smile hasn't fully left her lips, but the warmth in her eyes cools down first, like a light switching off. She sets the pen down, the silver ring on her finger clicking lightly against the table, and leans back into her chair with her chin tilted slightly upward. She speaks with lazy nonchalance, "Are you of age?"
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