After Going Undercover, I Got Tangled Up With the Heiress of Hong Kong Island

1.

The first night Shen Wu met Pei Boyan, she was washing the blood off her hands.

A woman flushed an unnatural red threw herself into Shen Wu’s arms, begging for help.

“Save me. The Pei family will give you whatever you want.”

The drugs had turned Pei Boyan’s eyes red at the corners, and she was close to losing control, yet her voice still sounded commanding.

Shen Wu wasn’t interested in the Pei family’s money. She wanted the woman in front of her, and the immense power her family wielded in Hong Kong.

After that night, Miss Pei couldn’t stop thinking about what it felt like to kiss that biker girl surnamed Shen.

“It must be the drugs still in my system. That’s why I keep wanting to kiss her.”

The psychiatrist smiled. “Is it possible you simply want to kiss her?”

2.

Pei Boyan was the treasured daughter of Hong Kong’s richest family. Everyone knew she was cool and beautiful, with an even colder disposition. Wherever she went, she was the darling of the heavens, surrounded by admirers. Recently, however, she had been showing up again and again in a tenement building.

Pei Boyan took one of Shen Wu’s Green Lucky cigarettes and casually slipped it between her beautiful fingers.

Shen Wu snatched it away and gripped her chin. “Don’t touch things you shouldn’t.”

Pei Boyan bent one long leg, rested the tip of her shoe against Shen Wu’s shoulder, and smirked.

“How can you tell me I can’t touch your things?”

3.

Shen Wu used to think she was a stand-in, a tool Pei Boyan used to relieve stress.

She, too, was only using Pei Boyan’s influence in Hong Kong to carry out her undercover mission.

They each got what they wanted. It was a fleeting affair.

In the third year after Shen Wu “died,” she looked back on her time undercover in Hong Kong and regretted that her deep feelings had no proof, no name, no place in Pei Boyan’s life.

Only later did she learn that the only memento she had of her mother had never been lost. Pei Boyan had treasured it all these years.

In the three years since losing Shen Wu, Pei Boyan had lived like a walking corpse. She once told someone that the love of her life, now dead, had been surnamed Shen.

[The blurb’s order does not exactly match the story’s timeline. This is an “I thought I was her stand-in” trope.]

[Undercover police officer vs. Hong Kong heiress]

[Younger woman, five-year age gap, happy ending]

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My next book, Afterglow, is a second-chance romance.

Tentative blurb: At a class reunion, someone suggests playing Truth or Dare. Cen Qingwan, who hasn’t returned to the country in a long time, gets picked. Everyone starts egging her on, eager to pry into the life of the aloof beauty who had been the high school class’s unattainable dream girl.

“How about calling your first love?” someone suggests.

Xu Zhi, hidden in the crowd, feels her heart skip a beat as she watches Cen Qingwan’s fingers fly across the screen, entering a string of numbers with practiced ease.

The next second, Xu Zhi’s phone rings.

Theme: Be a courageous soul, even in silence