The Top Male Model's Little Wildcat

"The man all of Paris wants but can't have? He's mine."

On his first day in Paris, Fang Ting slept with a man.

When he woke, the other man's back was covered in red scratch marks. The man teased him, calling him a "little wildcat from the East."

Fang Ting thought it was just a wild one-night stand. He didn't know that this man

was Frank, the top French male model whom everyone in Paris's fashion world wanted but couldn't have.

Later, he walked into the Louvre gallery, lit by crystal chandeliers, and saw Frank standing among the crowd. The light seemed to favor his features, and he radiated an effortless nobility.

He witnessed the auction.

A single kiss from Frank was bid up to 120,000 euros.

Sitting in the crowd, Fang Ting suddenly realized:

The man all of Paris gazed up at, chased, and longed for without ever being able to have, was his.

He could embrace him whenever he wanted, kiss him as he pleased, and have him all to himself.

**

"The Queen soaked in rose petals. I soak in you. I'm much more extravagant than she was."

On his first day in Paris, Fang Ting barged into Frank's life,

leaving a permanent mark on his body with a single cat scratch.

From then on, Frank never left him again.

Even when the whole world told them to keep their distance, his gaze always followed the same person.

On a boat on the Seine, he whispered in Fang Ting's ear, "Your favorite thing in Paris is Frank."

In Queen Marie's suite, he pointed out the night view beyond the window. "Look. All of Paris is beneath us."

Under the plane trees, he wrapped Fang Ting in his coat and caressed him, then nipped his earlobe and asked, "How much longer do I have to hold back?"

Only later did Frank understand: the wild in the little wildcat was the wild of ambition.

He couldn't lock Fang Ting in a cage. He could only make him choose to stay by his side.

And he loved Fang Ting just as he was. He had gained the most precious treasure in the world.

**

Straightforward, romantic French top male model Frank × reserved, restrained young model from the East, Fang Ting

Both are virgins and there's a happy ending.

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"The Game of Taming Daddy"

Older, domineering, powerful, cold, restrained, and protective top, Han Lanzhi

Stubborn, clear-eyed, unhinged bottom who sinks into madness and will do anything to achieve his goals, Yang Yu

Yang Yu never thought he would end up offering himself to a powerful man.

He was an auditing whiz from one of the Big Four firms, and thought that his strong professional skills would be enough to secure his place. Only when his confirmation of employment was held up did he understand one thing:

At DC Tech, ability is just the baseline. What really determines your fate is whose side you're on.

So he chose someone.

The youngest CEO at DC Tech, Han Lanzhi.

An older man in power, a lion who could make someone's legs go weak with a single glance.

Everyone at the company knew the rooftop at six in the evening was his territory. No one dared set foot there.

Yang Yu deliberately chose that time and went to meet him, carrying the tobacco scent he liked best.

One kiss, one hand, one phone call, and Yang Yu's employment was confirmed.

From then on, he became someone Mr. Han had personally put in a good word for, and the young man in Han Lanzhi's car, always ready to come when called.

Han Lanzhi smudged Yang Yu's face. Yang Yu had a temper and wanted to get him back on the spot, so he turned around and stained his boss's shirt.

Han Lanzhi had a mild obsession with cleanliness and disliked the smell of cooking oil on Yang Yu. Yang Yu said nothing, then deliberately tugged at his boss's buttons, claiming he minded the scent of another woman's perfume on him.

Han Lanzhi accepted all these little whims without complaint. He indulged and spoiled Yang Yu, keeping him in his territory like a pet and gradually taming him.

Yang Yu was perfectly willing.

Because only by staying close to that lion and earning his protection could he uncover the truth from four years ago.

He could give Han Lanzhi this body, then wash it clean afterward. Two men sleeping together was no big deal.

He just hadn't expected Han Lanzhi's playful gaze to gradually change, taking on something else.

And in that one-sided act of conquest, Yang Yu himself began to taste something dangerous and addictive.

Yang Yu knew exactly what he was doing. He was taming a lion.

He used feigned weakness to tame its protective instincts, little displays of temper to tame its patience, and his body to tame its desire.

Step by step, he made the lion grow used to his presence, his scent, and his capriciousness.

When Han Lanzhi finally couldn't live without him,

who was the master and who was the pet would be anyone's guess.

This isn't love.

It's two cold-blooded creatures testing and entangling themselves in the gray areas, using body heat to find out whether the other is the same kind.

Theme: You can have both a career and love