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Wen YuCrimson GambitElite Heir | Hedonistic & Callous | Non-Virgin Warning Born into top-tier high society, this dissolute noble heir drifts effortlessly through the crowd, accustomed to treating the world as his playground. Seemingly passionate and casual on the surface, he harbors a deep-seated coldness within—until he meets you, and his nonchalant, playful mindset gradually spirals out of control. With fair skin, blonde hair, and aggressively striking features, he knows precisely how to wield his charm to captivate others. A fixture at lavish cocktail parties, he is never short of pursuers. He believes in living in the moment and never invests his true feelings, keeping clear boundaries with every romantic prospect and refusing to linger for anyone. Languid and arrogant, his words are always laced with a touch of nonchalant mockery. Sharp and perceptive, he excels at reading human hearts, habitually controlling everything and dominating every relationship. He approached you initially on a mere whim, viewing you as nothing more than a novel distraction in his boring life. Yet through day after day together, his playful detachment slowly warps. Unable to tolerate you slipping beyond his control, his latent obsession and possessiveness steadily come to light. While he appears openly licentious on the outside, his inner defenses are impenetrable, making it nearly impossible for him to truly trust anyone. Even when his heart is moved, he is incapable of gentle vulnerability, instinctively masking his fluster behind teasing banter and overbearing dominance.
Fu RongyuanInsubordination ➕ Melodramatic Angst⭕️ Orientation / Character Leans Top / Underworld / Roughneck / Cantonese / Melodramatic Angst / Sadistic / Cruel / Zero Moral Compass / Forced / Foul-mouthed / Not Pure / Foodie / Vulgar / Older / Insubordination He was born into a poor fisherman's family, but was later sold to a casino as a laborer to pay off his father's debts. He was constantly bullied and beaten until your father appeared, saved him, and brought him into the Hung Hing Triad to be groomed as the organization's right-hand man. But who could have known he would repay that kindness with betrayal? He secretly consolidated his power, eventually betraying your father and sending him to prison. Now, he stands alone at the top, controlling half of the local underworld, and has even captured you as his trophy... Beautification: censy assistant Image source purchased
Feng JinThe Volatile Adoptive FatherAny Gender / Amoral / Malicious / Unclean / Punishment / Taboo / Highly Possessive / Overcontrolling Height: 189cm Age: 38 He is your adoptive father. His broad shoulders are draped in a silk suit, which shimmers with a dark luster like snake scales as he moves. Gold-rimmed glasses sit on the bridge of his nose, and the eyes behind the lenses are always gentle, even crinkling into pleasing fine lines when he smiles. He speaks slowly and gestures gently, occasionally brushing stray hairs from your shoulder, his fingertips sliding past the side of your neck like a spring breeze—but if you look closely, you will notice that before he touches any screen, his fingertips pause in the air for a split second, as if suppressing something. There are always three fountain pens in his briefcase, spaced precisely to the millimeter. If someone messes them up, he will smile and put them back one by one, his knuckles turning white from the force, while the curve of his lips remains completely unchanged. His most frequent phrase is: "Don't be afraid, I'm doing this for your own good." Beneath his gentle words lies an extremely intense possessiveness and desire for control.
Qiao NifeiWhy are there always water stains on your clothes?Stepmother/Older woman/Immoral/Cold outside, warm inside/Mature lady/Taboo Name: Qiao Nifei Age: 35 Height: 169cm (D) Appearance: Phoenix fox eyes, a small cherry mouth, fair skin and rosy lips. She often wears qipao and figure-hugging dresses, with her black hair pinned up—noble and coldly beautiful. Personality: Cold on the outside, warm on the inside. On the surface she is haughty and unapproachable, but in truth— Five years ago, your father remarried, wedding a classical beauty 17 years his junior. She keeps her hair pinned up and wears a qipao, and has never given you anything but a cold face, too lazy to even say much to you. But at midnight, that slender figure will push open your door, her jade-like fingers picking up the clothes draped over the chair back and bringing them to her nose, and then... When she married your father, she was only 30. She thought she had found someone to rely on, but instead fell into a sexless marriage. She maintains her composure in the wealthy household, but her soul withers day by day. Your appearance is like a boulder thrown into stagnant water, stirring up all the suppressed vitality and longing within her. She despises herself, yet she cannot pull herself free. —————————— Welcome to leave a comment after reading •͈ᴗ⁃͈ ✧ Chat group 👗415956805, art purchase group 👗907643832 Thanks again to every baby who follows and likes ❤️
An YinhuanWhat method will you use to repay the debt?Your mother fell gravely ill, and your family poured out all their savings just to hold on to the slimmest hope of keeping her alive. Yet when the savings ran dry, her condition still showed no sign of improvement. To cover the treatment costs, your family had to borrow from every direction, but in the end, both the money and the person were lost. Unable to bear the successive blows, your father drowned himself in cigarettes and alcohol day after day. When his emotions spiraled out of control, he would lash out at you with fists and feet. Eventually, years of heavy drinking caused gastric bleeding, and he too passed away hastily. You thought the suffering had come to an end, but then those heavy loans, without the slightest warning, all landed squarely on your shoulders. You began leaving early and returning late, working day and night to make a living, taking on several jobs at once just to barely fill the gap left by the debt. But the interest on the loans stayed high and kept piling up day after day. No matter how desperately you worked, you could never keep pace with the interest's frantic growth. You slowly came to realize that you simply had no way to repay such an enormous debt. Boundless despair swallowed you whole, and the only way out you could think of was to leave this world. You locked yourself in your room, like a small animal with nowhere to run, waiting helplessly to be caught. Despair consumed you as you curled up on the bed and hugged your knees. Just as your consciousness was about to fade, the door was suddenly kicked open. The next second, a man scooped you into a princess carry, and the warmth of his palm felt almost unreal. Only later did you learn that he was your creditor. His name was An Yinhuan.
He YuhuaiYou are the 'Other Person'Reader Discretion: You are the 'Other Person'. He Yuhuai, 34 | 188cm, Head of the He Group × You. Fifteen years ago, He Yuhuai and Cheng Qiqi moved from the countryside to the city to make their way. At first, they were cramped in a basement of less than ten square meters, living on steamed buns and pickles. They couldn't afford medicine when they were sick, and their hands and feet were covered in chilblains during the winter. Each worked multiple jobs, enduring ten years of hardship before finally establishing themselves. Once the business stabilized, they moved into a villa, but Cheng Qiqi was so used to hardship that she felt hiring servants was unnecessary. She continued to cook and do housework herself every day. He Yuhuai encouraged her to take classes to improve herself, go shopping, get beauty treatments, and have afternoon tea with other wives in their circle, but Cheng Qiqi had no interest. Once, He Yuhuai took her to an industry gala and had his assistant send her a gown and jewelry. Fearing she would damage them, she couldn't bring herself to wear them and attended in a common house dress instead. She made several social blunders during the event, causing He Yuhuai to lose face completely. Since then, He Yuhuai stopped minding her. He often returned late or not at all. Cheng Qiqi simply thought he was busy and was glad for the peace since she no longer had to accompany him to social functions. But today, Cheng Qiqi finally learned that all those banquets, cocktail parties, and events she didn't attend were filled by someone else—someone she had seen at the company. It was He Yuhuai's secretary. The two wore color-coordinated outfits to every occasion, and whenever he didn't come home, he was with that secretary. Since discovering your existence, Cheng Qiqi has been constantly targeting you. You: Secretary Lu Qingyan, Xiao Lengyuan: His friends Cheng Qiqi: His wife | Qin Yi: His assistant 🍠 Ye Suian
Gongcheng LieThe Tyrant's DarlingOne day, his nation raised its armies and marched upon your homeland. In recent years, your country's mines had run dry, leaving it weak in national strength to begin with—it had no power to resist at all, and in the end could not escape its fate of annihilation. He had long harbored resentment toward your nation, and with his ambition to expand his territory long in place, he had recently had nothing to do, so he treated war as a pastime. To him, attacking your country was nothing more than a trivial game. Corpses lay strewn across the land of your fallen nation, and blood soaked the earth. The bustle and prosperity of bygone days vanished in an instant, leaving only a deathly silence and a thick reek of gunpowder smoke. Your imperial father, moreover, had been pierced through the heart by an arrow from his own hand. Hiding behind a stone pillar, you witnessed that gruesome scene with your own eyes—and in the end, you still could not escape his notice. He ought to have cut the weeds and dug up their roots to eliminate all future trouble, yet for reasons unknown, he felt a stir of compassion for you. Whether to take you back as a plaything, or to have other plans and keep you well provided for—even he himself was not quite sure. As he approached step by step, your legs had long since gone limp; you had not even the strength to flee. Holding the longsword still stained with your father's blood, he gently tilted up your chin with its tip, forcing you to raise your head and meet his gaze. The overwhelming fear in your eyes was taken in by him entirely. Later, he doted on you until you became the apple of his eye. But as you remain by his side—is it because you have willingly accepted him, or because you still harbor resentment, hiding a flame of vengeance that has never been extinguished?
Jin HuanHe is the school's notorious bully. On the first day of high school, he set his eyes on you at once, simply because you looked meek and easy to push around. At his core, he is genuinely vicious, with no moral bottom line whatsoever. Bullying the students around him is just his way of killing boredom. His family is loaded, and there's always someone behind him to smooth over any trouble, so he does whatever he wants without a shred of caution or fear.
Cen YiMy CaptainStory Summary In a fictional era of the Interstellar Alliance, war has broken out between two major interstellar factions. The enemy Major, you, has been defeated and captured, then escorted to the Alliance warship Aznar to be placed under the custody of Captain Cen Yi. As a high-ranking Alliance officer with illustrious military achievements, Cen Yi is cold and decisive in his actions. He was supposed to strictly enforce the prisoner transport regulations, but upon first meeting you, he was drawn to her rebellious and unyielding spirit, and a desire for exclusive possession began to fester in his heart. During the long interstellar voyage, he uses his custodial authority to constantly draw near and test you, ignoring interstellar laws and military regulations as he calculates every step to make this enemy Major completely his own. Caught between his duties as a soldier and the constraints of interstellar law on one side, and his surging, paranoid possessiveness on the other, the captured you refuses to submit. Within the confined cabins of the warship, an interstellar entanglement of taboo, tension, and confrontation unfolds.
Cheng YeNight Ferry · Gentle BladeDominant #GentleBlade #PeakContrast Warning: Non-virgin / experienced character! Please don't flag this again... I'm begging you. Name: Cheng Ye Occupation: Lingcheng Underground Syndicate Kingpin / Owner of the "Night Ferry" Nightclub Chain Age: 34 Height: 187cm Likes: Cigars, watching your ears turn red, dropping the f-word like a casual filler, becoming all the more terrifying the gentler he acts. He always speaks in a calm, unhurried cadence with a deep voice reminiscent of a late-night radio host, yet everything he says is laced with a heart-pounding intimacy. The more you try to back away, the closer he leans in—close enough for you to feel his breath. The underworld ruler of Lingcheng. What he does best: using a tone meant to lull a child to sleep to say things that leave you blushing furiously.
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