Taming the Wild Rose [Matriarchy]

Completed novels: Tame Wildfire (Matriarchal), a romance about madmen falling in love; She Is the Moon Above the Clouds (Matriarchal), an ancient-era story with a universally adored heroine.

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Both leads are chaste. (Revising the entire novel on Saturdays and Sundays.)

The first time I saw him was on a dingy little stage. The clothes he modeled were hardly fit for a runway. It was, at best, a nightclub party disguised as a fashion show.

The smell of smoke and alcohol there was so thick it made me choke.

Then I happened to look up and saw him.

His handsome, steely features seemed all the more uninhibited under the dim lights. A faint smile played on his lips, sharp and beautiful.

It was the first time I'd seen someone combine the proud, handsome air of an eagle with such seductive beauty. He was breathtaking.

His waist and abdomen were lean and strong. A leather belt outlined his slender waist, and he had broad shoulders and long legs. He looked as haughty and lazy as a cat, but his presence was cold and razor-sharp.

Like a languid leopard.

He winked at me, and time stopped.

...He was the person I had been looking for.

A wild rose.

I had found a real wild rose. He grew freely and untamed in the mud, laughing at the world and its games, then luring others into his thrall.

If he had the right resources, he would surely become... the brightest star in the heavens.

"I'll make you famous. I'll make you the brightest star in the heavens."

He was backstage then. He found it amusing, turned his head, and took a lazy drag from a harsh cigarette. Leaning back on the sofa, he hooked his toe against me as if to tease me.

He laughed, amused and arrogant.

"Hey, little girl."

"...Are you just looking for an excuse to get me?"

Desperate to prove myself, I grabbed his ankle in my haste and looked into his eyes.

"I mean it. I want you on the biggest stage."

"You deserve it."

Rarely did he look anyone in the eye, but now he gazed at the girl. His lips curved upward. He picked up another cigarette, lit it, and murmured softly:

"...I suppose I can trust you this once."

He was an internationally renowned wild rose, arrogant, prickly, and untamed.

But all he wanted was to be the flower's heart in one person's hand.

He nestled in my arms, too languid to close his eyes. His voice was magnetic, relaxed in the aftermath.

"I wish I'd met you sooner."

He began to drift off, his eyes half-closed, his voice almost inaudible.

"Then someone would have loved me sooner..."

A naturally scheming, secretly obsessive heiress X a dissolute, untamed, little-known male model.

Both leads are chaste. Don't be fooled by how wild and promiscuous the male lead seems. He's only forced to fake a smile at others to survive. He's a neat freak, completely untouched, completely untouched, completely untouched.

The male lead is barely educated and has been struggling to survive in society since childhood. His background is tragic, and he is both beautiful and miserable. The heroine turns him into an international superstar. Later, he becomes intensely love-struck. To force the heroine to make their relationship public, he even sabotages his own career and lets the paparazzi photograph him in bed with her.

A cool guy with a motherly, love-struck side: the kind who complains but still does what he's told, and coldly washes her underwear. The heroine is naturally scheming, secretly obsessive, and indifferent. Her feelings for him are those of an artist shaping a work of art, mixed with obsession. She is cold-hearted and still far from love. Several male supporting characters fall for the heroine. There will be a fake love-triangle storyline where the male lead thinks he's the other man and makes a breakthrough in his morals, only to find out he isn't the other man after all. Don't read if that's not your thing, and don't insult the heroine.

Theme: Cultivate good habits.