LOGINYu 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
They moved to a private office. Leather chairs, expensive scotch, floor to ceiling windows overlooking Miami.Marcus poured drinks while Sebastian pulled Kai close, spoke quietly in his ear."You don't have to do this. Say the word and we leave.""But you want me to.""I want you to want to. There's
The restaurant was the kind of place Kai had only seen in movies. Soft lighting, white tablecloths, waiters in actual tuxedos. The host greeted Sebastian by name, led them to a private table in the back where a man was already waiting.He was older, maybe fifty, with silver hair and sharp eyes. He s
That evening, after another thorough session and a quiet dinner, Sebastian drove Kai back to his apartment."You need clean clothes for class tomorrow," he explained. "And you should check in on things. But I want you back here tomorrow night."They pulled up outside Kai's building a marked contrast
Kai woke to an empty bed and muffled sounds from elsewhere in the apartment. He found Sebastian in the kitchen, actually cooking this time."You cook?" Kai asked, surprised."On occasion. Sit. Breakfast in five minutes."Sebastian made eggs perfectly fluffy omelets with cheese and vegetables. They a







