Stolen Love

Jiang Sihan had long coveted Song Miao in the depths of her heart.

So when she learned there was a chance to have her, she chose without hesitation the most despicable, most shameless, and most effective way.

To take care of her father's funeral, Song Miao traveled a great distance to Jinlan City.

Jiang Sihan, the new police chief in Jinlan City, looked gentle and lovely, but wielded power like thunder. She had helped Song Miao several times.

When Song Miao realized Jiang Sihan felt differently about her, she began deliberately distancing herself from her.

That was until they unexpectedly ran into each other at a banquet, where Song Miao took a glass of wine for her.

As the banquet drew to a close, Song Miao began to feel increasingly strange. Her legs gave way, and a scorching, steely arm immediately clamped around her lower back.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, Song Miao realized she was half-lying in Chief Jiang's arms.

Jiang Sihan restrained her when she tried to get up and gave her a concerned look. "Feeling any better?"

"I... What happened to me?" Song Miao had no strength to struggle. She only felt the heat in her body rising, and her voice had grown terribly hoarse.

Jiang Sihan said, "You've been drugged."

"You drank that glass of wine for my sake." Jiang Sihan paused, her gaze sliding over the two slender legs crossed restlessly before her, a faint smile flashing in her eyes. "Wouldn't it make me seem rather heartless if I didn't help you?"

A story about how #I already had feelings for you, but you insisted on taking me by force and making me yours#.

I hope you like it ^▽^

Coming soon in my collection: Mistook My Nemesis for My Wife and Deceiving Others, Deceiving Myself

The next book, Working Three Part-Time Jobs Again Today: ABO, is now being serialized

Blurb:

After entering an ABO world, Song Zhe became a complete country bumpkin.

She'd never smelled pheromones and didn't know how to use suppressants. At least she was a beta.

Even a poor beta had to go to the city to work. While others were caught up in pheromone games and worked themselves into a frenzy during heats, she had to work three jobs just to afford three meals a day.

By day, she worked as a bodyguard for a wealthy alpha. At noon, she taught physics to a reclusive omega. After working all day, she went home and still had to take care of the little tyrant she'd picked up.

Song Zhe flipped the table: I'm done with this life!

Three pairs of murderous eyes instantly turned toward her.

Song Zhe ( ⩌ - ⩌ ): I was just kidding...

[Bonus scene]

Wen Qiqing: Why do you have someone else's pheromones on you? When I marked you, who were you thinking about?

Yu Siyou: Big Sis, someone bit you? Are you going to leave me behind?

Zhuang Yibai: For an alpha to transfer pheromones to a beta, they have to bite through the gland. An omega, on the other hand, has to kiss over and over to exchange bodily fluids and form a web. You have both scents, Song Zhe. You owe me an explanation.

Song Zhe: ...

A wealthy heir + a gloomy little white flower + a cold, reserved researcher

versus

A weak, helpless, pitiful wage earner

Theme: Never give up