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Sleep with me [ Revenged Love •FF ]
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.
FANGS OF SQUARE || CHOOSE ME
" When I looked at him. He looks so lonely in this big world. I felt his pain and fear which was hidden in the depths of his heart. His dark eyes, brimming with tears, glimmered in the moonlight, as if reflecting the vast depth of the night sky and the aching sorrow he struggled to conceal. In that moment, for just a fleeting second, I understood and felt his pain-the kind that tore him apart from the inside, piece by piece. We were alike, bound by the same throbbing wound in our hearts. When people are consumed by unbearable pain, they cling to anything that might dull it, even for a moment. And then it struck me: perhaps he was merely coping with his suffering in his own way. This realization made the hatred in my heart waver. It could no longer burn as fiercely as before. I could no longer hate him or place blame upon him." This story takes place after the 25th episode of the cdrama Fangs of Fortune. In that moment, when Li lun finds Yi Chen in that dark alley and a conversation unfolds between them. But what if Yi Chen had truly been able to understand him? What if he had felt the tormenting pain that tore at Li Lun's heart? How would things have turned out then? What would have come of their meeting?
"The Little Things"
*COMPLETE* Following the drama ending that we so hated, I decided to write a fix/continuation of the drama. Zhao Yunlan wakes up in his old body two years after he died. While looking for answers, he discovers that he is not the only one who's back. Also, little things have changed. Which past is right, and what future lies ahead? (Zhao Yunlan/Shen Wei fic. because I couldn't stand the ending, I wrote a continuation of the story. ) [The characters will be based on the TV show, but some of the book's backstory will be seeping in and influencing events. Some BAD LANGUAGE, but lots of fluff, also hurt/comfort.] /This is my first fanfiction ever. Please, be merciful but feel free to leave comments. Also, English is not my native language. I apologise for all the mistakes. I will try to erase them whenever I find one./ Disclaimer: I do not own any characters. I only invite them to play for a bit, promising cookies.Complete
Came Because of Our Song ✔️
It's been almost an year now, since Wei Ying and Lan Zhan parted at the hill just outside the territories of Gusu, now Lan Wangi often finds himself playing their song at night instead of Inquiry and the change is soothing for the whole Cloud Recesses. The song of Inquiry never reached his beloved, but will his own melody reach him? "Have mercy!" "Mercy ? Now where have I heard this before....." The voice was almost petulant, like a spoiled child demanding treats. "You didn't listen to him when he asked for mercy. Then heaven's tell me. Why. Should. I?" Or, The world forgets that the bloodbath at the Nightless City happened because someone hurt the loved ones of the Patriarch.They forget that while Wei Wuxian wouldn't even bat an eye if you cut off his meridians - the same cannot be said for those he cares for. The world pays a price to be reminded. ♤ ~°°○°°~♤ It's not about gender, it's not about love, It's about- the song of yearning, The ploys of politics, the haze of dove. The feelings suppressed, the lives oppressed. Old wounds hiding, new ones shining; The age old lining. It's about love, it's about world, The souls so marred, And the journey they embark. ~°°°°°°°-•●•-°°°°°°°~ ONLY AVAILABLE ON WATTY! ©️ Werly_Prelude The plot and story belongs to me but the characters do not. They belong to the author of the Grandmaster of the Demonic Cultivation, MXTX. This is a work of fanfiction. The author does not intends any kind of harm towards the actors who played the roles or the characters. The story does not reflect, confirms, reveals, indicates, or promotes any kind of rumour/truth/news about real people or reality in any way; nor does it encourages anyone to act in a particular way. Do not copy , paste, republish, repost, or share the story as a whole or a part of it on any other platform apart from Wattpad or on Wattpad itself.Complete
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.
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