Masuk"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 inside of the villa was cool and smelled of dust and old wood. Lu Cheng didn’t bother turning on the lights as he carried Yu Yan through the hallway, his grip on Yu Yan’s waist unyielding. Yu Yan struggled, kicking his legs and pounding his fists against Lu Cheng’s broad back, but it was like tr
"Stop it," Yu Yan whimpered, tears pricking his eyes. He squeezed them shut, trying to block out the reality of the situation. "This isn't funny, Lu Cheng. This is sick. Delete the photos. Delete everything and let me go.""Delete them?" Lu Cheng’s hand moved from the wall to Yu Yan’s throat, his fi
The sharp, aristocratic jawline. The cold, calculating eyes that held a glint of perpetual mockery. The messy, dark hair that looked perfectly imperfect no matter how it was styled.It was Lu Cheng.His stepbrother. The bane of his existence. The man who had made Yu Yan’s life a living hell for the
The rain hammered against the tinted windows of the town car, a rhythmic, relentless thrumming that matched the erratic, terrified beating of Yu Yan’s heart. Outside, the world was a blur of grey and green, the neon lights of Shanghai long behind them, replaced by the sprawling, desolate darkness of
Two days. Lucas had two days of silence.Two days to tend to his bruised body, to soak in a cold bath, to try and scrub the alpha's scent from his skin. The ache between his thighs was a constant, dull reminder of his violation. He moved around his small cabin like a ghost, flinching at every shadow
He walked over to a large cabinet and poured himself a drink, a dark amber liquid in a heavy glass tumbler. He took a sip, his eyes never leaving Lucas."Take off your clothes," he commanded.Lucas’s hands trembled as he fumbled with the torn zipper on his jeans. He slowly, reluctantly, stripped off
"You think this is your playground?" Victor growled, his eyes boring into Noah's, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "Wrong. This is Daddy's house. And you're gonna learn to behave."In one smooth, powerful motion, Victor hooked an arm under Noah's thigh and lifted him. Noah cried out in surprise, h
Finn knelt on the black rug. His back was straight and his hands were on his thighs. He looked at the floor, but he could feel the other two boys in the room with him. To his left, Leo was lying on a couch. His silk robe was open, showing off his dick and the tattoo on his hip. Leo was the oldest b







