로그인Yu Yan hesitated, then slowly turned around and braced his hands against the wall. He heard Lucheng moving behind him, the sound of a bottle opening. Then, cold, slick fingers were pulling his pants down."Relax," Lu Cheng murmured, his hand caressing Yu Yan’s ass cheek. "This is just to get you rea
The black sweater was soft, expensive cashmere that clung to Yu Yan’s skin like a second layer. The v-neck was deep, framing the leather collar perfectly. It was humiliating to wear it, but the alternative—wearing nothing, or worse, facing Lu Cheng’s wrath—was worse.When Yu Yan entered the dining r
He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. There were only five rules written in Lu Cheng’s neat, sharp handwriting.RULE #1: You will address me as Gege or Sir in private. RULE #2: You will wear the collar at all times unless I remove it. RULE #3: You will not touch yourself or com
Yu Yan didn't know how long he lay there. It could have been minutes, or it could have been hours. The ache in his groin eventually subsided into a dull, throbbing frustration, leaving him feeling hollow and drained.He eventually pulled his clothes back on, his movements sluggish and heavy. He felt
"So eager," Lu Cheng murmured, squeezing him just enough to make Yu Yan see stars. "You really are a desperate little thing, aren't you?"He began to rub his palm in slow, agonizing circles. The friction of the denim against Yu Yan’s sensitive flesh was torture—too much and not enough all at once. Y
He shifted his weight, pressing his hips down deliberately. Yu Yan felt the hard length of him again, unmistakable and demanding. A fresh wave of panic washed over him. This was actually happening. His stepbrother was going to force himself on him."Please," Yu Yan whispered, the fight draining out
The days that followed were a blur of pleasure and submission. I was his, completely and utterly. He would come to my apartment every night, and I would be waiting for him, eager and willing. He would fuck me in my bed, against the wall, on the floor. He would use my mouth, my ass, my body for his p
### **Chapter 5: The Final Confrontation & The Ultimate Claim**Alex just stood there for a moment longer, his face a contorted mask of pain and rage. His eyes, once so full of arrogant confidence, were now wide with shock and betrayal as they darted from me to his father. He looked like a statue of
I just shrugged, looking down at my hands. “He said he needed to be free. To experience things.”Richard let out a short, harsh laugh. “Experience things? That boy wouldn’t know what to do with an experience if it bit him on the ass. He’s all flash and no substance. He’s a child.”He walked closer,
The clock on my dashboard read 8:58 PM. I was parked down the street from Marcus’s house, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles were white. I was naked under my jeans, just as he’d commanded. The rough denim against my sensitive skin was a constant, maddening reminder of my pur







