Mok is badly hurt. Rome is informed. Love is tested in the space between fear and action.

Yunqi's family debt forces him into a marriage contract with the cold billionaire Hao Yiran. The story's about their journey in a house full of marble and secrets. While Yunqi tries to survive Yiran's dark moods, Yiran starts to realize he can't control a heart with a contract. They're two lonely souls stuck in a cycle of fear and power, hurting each other because they don't know how to heal. They're two broken people who find their wounds fit together perfectly. They realize that even though the marriage was forced, the love growing between them is the only thing they've ever chosen for themselves.🔞

"I always get what I want." A bold declaration from Mr. Thee, a half-Russian businessman, who is handsome, wealthy, and straight out of a dream romance novel.Hes enough to make Peach, a simple and laid-back photographer,scream internally, "Pull yourself together Mr. Thee!" Being an unwilling consultant for a mafia heir is not that easy But somewhere along the line, amidst all the advice and back-and-forth discussions,why does it feel like he's become the object of Mr. Thees interest instead?

Wu Suo Wei never expected a simple job ad to change his life. All he wanted was enough money to cover his rent but the mansion door he knocked on belonged to Chi Cheng, a sharp, guarded businessman raising his three-year-old son alone. What begins as employment deepens into late-night domesticity, lingering glances, and unspoken tension. Wu finds himself entangled not only in the child's laughter but in Chi's presence until Chi's ex-wife Yue Yue suddenly returns, threatening to tear apart the fragile happiness they've built. A story of love found in unexpected places, of family made by choice, and of two men learning that home isn't a mansion, it's the arms you fall asleep in.

Penulis: Su Er Liang Bayangan tebal menyembunyikan sosok yang menjulang tinggi. Fan Xiao memperhatikan You Shulang mencium pria itu dengan tatapan dingin. Dont banned please.

​With one sudden brake, You Shulang rear-ended Fan Xiao. ​In public- Fan Xiao: Are you alright? I share part of the responsibility too. Are you cold? Here, wear my coat. In private- Fan Xiao: License plate A68S57, White Audi. He hit me. How bad? He wasted 38 minutes and 42 seconds of my life. ​When they met again, Fan Xiao absolutely loathed the clear and gentle smile on You Shulang's face. ​In public- Fan Xiao: Working with Director You is a breath of fresh spring air. Shall we grab a meal later? In private- Fan Xiao: Change the wine. Make sure it's the kind that'll get him completely wasted. ​Under the thick shade of the trees, Fan Xiao's tall figure remained hidden as he watched You Shulang kiss another man. ​In public- Fan Xiao: Sexual orientation is a personal freedom. Director You need not take it to heart. In private- Fan Xiao: I'm going to fuck that pervert to death. Come up with a feasible plan. ​Reunited after their breakup, the itch in his heart never went away. ​In public- Fan Xiao: Shulang, I believe there may have been some misunderstandings between us. You Shulang: Take off the mask, you piece of trash. In private- Fan Xiao: Not behaving? Then don't blame me for being rough. ​A sweet story dressed in forced dog-blood drama and angst. T/N: This is not my original work. The series is currently airing and I can't wait to know the story so I searched for the novel and I published here the English translation to share to my fellow To My Shore fans. The Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore]四面佛 Author: Su Erliang (苏二两)

{COMPLETED} Heavily inspired by our prey and our precious by fanficonly (my hubby) on Ao3 And the picture above is not drawn by me, so credit goes to the right person. Crossposted on ao3 Five years ago, Sheng Shaoyou got into a scandal of assaulting the sister of three tycoon of P country, Hua Yong, Shen Wenlang and Gao Tu. All because of a misunderstanding his life became living hell and he got pregnant by Hua Yong. To protect his child he faked his death and ran away. So what if after almost six years later suddenly Sheng Shaoyou was proved innocent and the four broken soul crossed path again...? Will it cause more misunderstanding? Will the broken be fixed or bleed anyone that tries to come near? Read to find out?

A love story orchestrated by a two-year-old who does not have a concept of personal space. North a widowed father meets Johan his boss and CEO of a company he works at when his two-year-old calls him sad.

"When Fadel falls ill, Style and his father Jay take him under their wing, showering him with love, care, and compassion. As they nurse Fadel back to health, the three men form an unbreakable bond, discovering that family is not just about blood ties, but about the love and acceptance they share."

Chi Cheng, is a cold CEO feared in boardrooms-at day but at night, he drowns in liquor and meaningless sex. Emotionally numb and haunted by trauma, nothing ever lingers. Until one night changes everything. Wu Suowei, 22, is barely making ends meet, juggling exhausting late-night jobs. While working a late night shift, his best friend shuai offers him a high-paying opportunity-twice from his other jobs combined. Desperate, Wu agrees without question. Only to realize-too late-that it's a gay bar. But the pay is too good. And he's too desperate to walk away. Later, during a particularly difficult evening, a persistent customer pressures him to drink. Wu hesitates-remembering what happened the last time he said no. Swallowing his pride-and the liquor. One drink turns into several. Unsteady and disoriented, he stumbles down a hallway, barely able to stay on his feet... Until a hand catches him by the waist just before he collapses. Chi Cheng But Chi, known for never showing compassion, surprises even himself. Leads the boy to a quiet room upstairs. He intends to leave,-but the drunk stranger grabs his wrist and pulls him into bed. Chi could have easily escaped his hold. But that night, something is different. There's no resistance in him. Instead, he lets himself be held-and for the first time in years, he falls into a deep, dreamless sleep. By morning, the stranger is gone. No name. No trace. Just a cold space where warmth had briefly rested. Chi doesn't let go easily. He finds him. And when he does, there's no pretense. "Sleep with me," his voice quiet-nothing like the icy tone he uses with everyone else. "Name your price." Wu Suowei goes rigid "You think everything can be bought with money?!" He turns to leave, furious. But Chi's next words freeze him. "Two hundred thousand yuan." Wu Suowei's footsteps falter. The number hangs in the air like a loaded gun-impossible to ignore. He doesn't turn around. But he doesn't take another step, either.