Taboo sadomasochism
As Pei Qingci's childhood sweetheart, I live in a grand and gorgeous doting. He is the powerful controller of the Pei family, and his methods are ruthless, but he only protects me under his wings and gives me everything. But this favor is a prison built with money and power. He forbids me from falling in love with anyone and cuts off every peach blossom around me that comes for me.
So, I used staying out all night and ambiguous scandals to test him to the edge of losing control over and over again. I wore the suspender skirt that he disliked the most, and smiled sweetly in front of other men, just to see him go crazy for me. Until that late night, he trapped me in his arms, his breath was hot, his eyes were as scarlet as an animal, staring at the ambiguous red mark on my neck, his voice was like ice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Tell me, who did it?"
He is my nominal childhood sweetheart and my only support. He gave me everything but freedom. I once innocently stood on tiptoes, wanting to kiss my god, but he pushed me away decisively. I don't know what kind of abyss that paranoia called "love" will drag us into together when he tears away all the pretense of warmth.
