LOGIN"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
The next morning, I woke up in my own bed, but I felt like I was in a different world. My body ached in the most delicious way, a constant, throbbing reminder of Richard, of his hands, his cock, his commands. My ass was sore, my hips were bruised, and I was harder than I had ever been in my life. I
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,







