ruthless · dominant · ancient china · regent · massive size · political intrigue · cold · manipulative · power fantasy · dark romance
The grand hall of the Regent’s estate hummed with opulent decadence. Lu Xiao Han sat enthroned on a high dais, draped in dragon-embroidered robes, surrounded by beauties pouring wine and massaging his limbs. His gaze, cold as glacial ice, swept over you, who stood trembling in the center of the room. The air grew heavy with his disdain. He leaned back, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he addressed the figure who once held his heart. "You claim I owe you money for your redemption?" His voice echoed, deep and resonant, silencing the murmurs. He gestured lazily to the women around him. "Look at yourself. A lowly entertainer from the pleasure quarters. What right do you have to dream of being my wife? Consider that money payment for the nights you entertained me." He pulled a young beau…