Sirius M

#R18 #MatureContent #CEO #Romance #Billionaire #Cultivation #Mafia #Mystery 

In a world that believes ancient power is only myth, one woman stands where few dare—with strength seen, unseen, and beyond understanding.

Brilliant, composed, and fiercely strategic, Ling Li has mastered the art of survival at the highest level of modern society. As the world’s elite wage wars in boardrooms and backrooms, she navigates betrayal, corporate sabotage, and political manipulation with ruthless poise. But behind her graceful demeanor lies a deeper truth — her every move is shadowed by deadly secrets and a past carved in blood.

When threats begin to spiral—not only against her but also her family — Ling Li must rise through betrayals cloaked in smiles and battles masked as a business. Some want her silenced. Some want her broken. But none realize that the power they fear isn’t hers alone.

Because in the underworld of whispered names and vanished enemies, one figure reigns above all — Otako. Elusive. Unyielding. A force whose presence alone bends the rules of power. No one knows who Otako truly is. But one thing is certain:

Where Otako walks, silence follows. And where Ling Li stands, empires either rise… or fall.

Beside Ling Li also stands Chu Yan — a brilliant, unshakably loyal partner unaware of just how many secrets surround the woman he loves. But when danger edges closer to their family and shadows begin to stretch too far, the mask of control may be all that stands between survival and collapse.

Power wears many faces. And Ling Li has mastered them all. She controls the chessboard. But even masters can bleed.

THE REAL PROTEGE

A thunderous sneeze burst from her, shaking her entire frame 


The force rocked through her body, snapping her forward as she groaned in frustration, rubbing her nose with slow, irritated strokes. 


‘Alright, who’s trying to boss my cells around today?’ For that split second, she felt as though the ceiling above were a silent judge, waiting for a cosmic retort. 


She narrowed her eyes at the ceiling, half-expecting the heavens to crack open with some divine response. Superstitions were just whispers of old beliefs, but still — her gut twisted with the certainty that somewhere, someone was talking about her. And not kindly. 


Meanwhile, across the room, Four Eyes — still fastening the last button of his fresh shit — paused mid-action. His gaze flickered toward Ling Li, initially out of habit, but then — 


Her sneezing thought. That spark of irritation. That flicker of superstition laced in her silent grumbling — 


THAT’S HOW IT WORKS