บททั้งหมดของ Forbbiden Arousal : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

⚠️ Mature Content Warning ⚠️Lian froze when Cheng’s hand grabbed his chest. The fake breasts shifted. His breath caught.Cheng smirked. “You really thought I wouldn’t notice, cariño?”Lian’s blood ran cold. “What are you talking about ”Cheng peeled the silicone off slowly, letting it drop to the floor. Lian’s chest was bare. His world shattered.Cheng’s eyes darkened. “Knew it from the start. Didn’t matter. Still doesn’t.” he said as he took one of Lian's nipple into his mouth giving it a good hard suck before pulling away.Lian staggered back. “Cheng ”Cheng yanked him forward, lips crashing down hard. Lian gasped into the kiss, helpless against the force of it. His disguise was gone, his secret bare, and Cheng still devoured him like he owned him.When Cheng pulled away, his voice was husky. “Get on the bed. On your knees.”Lian shook his head. “No ”Cheng slapped his ass hard, making him stumble onto the mattress. “Now.”Lian obeyed, trembling, cock exposed through the lingerie.

Lian’s heels clicked sharply against the polished marble floor as he entered the college building, his head lowered, jaw clenched. The whispers still echoed in his ears from the hallway mocking tones, cruel laughter, words that sliced deeper than they knew. He had spent an entire week trying to forget the chaos after the wedding just to resume today and the worst is yet to come, trying to bury the humiliation that came with those leaked pictures even if they were not his, but the world wouldn’t let him breathe.He pushed open the door to the lecture hall, still fuming. His pulse raced, his mind a whirlpool of anger and exhaustion. But then his eyes caught a familiar figure sitting near the middle row.Andy.The sight made something inside Lian loosen. His steps slowed for the first time since entering the building. Andy was here.A small breath escaped Lian’s lips, which turned into a little bright smile.He walked over quietly, clutching his bag close to his chest. Andy didn’t look u

Mei lounged on the long, cream sofa in her parents’ mansion, one leg crossed neatly over the other. Morning sunlight streamed through the half-open blinds, cutting gold lines across her face. On the TV, Vivian’s downfall was plastered everywhere. The news anchors were practically tearing her apart.“Former actress Vivian Li has been dropped from several endorsement deals after internal investigations revealed breach of contract and manipulation during a major wedding scandal involving the Fu"s family…”Mei’s lips curved slowly. She sipped her drink not coffee, not tea, wine, at ten in the morning.“Finally,” she muttered under her breath. “That bitch got what she deserves.”She tilted her head, eyes glued to the screen, studying the way Vivian’s picture flashed beside Roberto’s name. Even after everything, the media still paired them together in headlines. That alone made her blood simmer.“You liked him, didn’t you, Vivian?” she whispered to the TV. “You always had a thing for my hus

“You know what carino, i’d rather eat you,” Cheng muttered, his tone dark, unfiltered.“Well I'll eat my meal later.“ he muttered before beginning his dinner.They finished dinner in silence.The plates were half empty, the air still warm with quiet tension.Lian stood up, collecting the dishes out of habit. “I’ll clean up,” he said softly.But before he could take a single step, Cheng’s hand caught his wrist.“Leave it.”Lian blinked, surprised. “It’ll only take a minute—”Cheng stood, his voice low but firm. “I said leave it, carinò.”Lian frowned a little. “Why? It’ll look messy if—”Cheng’s tone cut through the air, slow and deep. “Because the maid will clear it in the morning. You don’t touch a damn thing, i paid the maids for this.”Lian hesitated, staring up at him. “You’re acting like I can’t clean a table.”“You can,” Cheng said, stepping closer. “But you won’t. Not tonight.”Lian’s brows furrowed slightly. “And why not?”A smirk curved at the corner of Cheng’s lips. “Because

THE BILL'S GROUP OF COMPANY Julian sat behind his massive black desk, flipping through the documents in front of him with little interest. His tie hung loose around his neck, the top buttons of his shirt undone. The late afternoon light cut through the blinds, streaking his sharp jawline and cold gray eyes.He looked like a man carved out of control precise, cold, and hungry for more power.His company, Vincenzo Group, had been suffering ever since Cheng’s corporation took over the market. Stock value had dropped, contracts had been pulled, and clients he once owned had suddenly switched sides. Every headline, every whisper in the business world, seemed to chant the same thing Cheng is untouchable.Julian’s fingers tightened around the pen in his hand. “We’ll see how untouchable you are,” he muttered, his tone low, dangerous.Before he could reach for another file, the door burst open. Vivian Li stormed inside without knocking, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor.Jul