Swimming Through Romance

Psycho Thug vs. Pure, Tempting Kitten

The day Shi Yang first met Cheng Jiashu in Bangkok, she didn’t think much of him.

At the dinner table, the girl turned her head and called him in a crisp voice, “Second Uncle.”

Her father only smiled. “She’s just a child. She doesn’t know any better.”

The man had black hair and blue eyes. He gave an amused smile and gently swirled the wine in his glass, looking at the girl as he enunciated each word: “Not. That. Young.”

Aboard the cruise ship.

The man watched the sleeping girl, one soft, pale shoulder peeking out like snow and porcelain.

His usual ferocity was nowhere to be seen. Waves stirred in his blue eyes, and the corners reddened with desire. His lazy voice drifted out: “Kid, when we get back, will you be mine? Hmm?”

Caught in her Helsinki apartment.

“Running away?” The man hooked an arm around the girl’s waist, resting his chin in the hollow of her neck.

A wicked smile curled across his face, his gaze cold and vicious. “There’s no escape now, Yangyang. Just wait. I’ll have my way with you until you die!”

Next volume: Inferior Secret Crush: My Psycho Uncle Takes Me by Force