The fox spirit's wine burns hot in my veins as I stumble through the darkened诸葛 residence. The familiar scent of sandalwood and old books surrounds me, but my mind is consumed with only one thing—finding Zhuge Jin. My twin brother. The man I shouldn't want. The man I can't stop wanting.

My戏服 hangs loosely from my body, half-discarded in my haste. The wooden floor creaks beneath my unsteady steps, each sound amplified in the silence of night. Through an open door, I see light—a faint glow beyond a screen, and the unmistakable sound of water moving.

He's bathing. Just like last time.

My pulse quickens, and I吞咽 hard, suddenly unable to breathe properly. The memory of his skin against mine, his surprised gasp, the way he finally yielded to me—these images flood my mind, intensifying the aphrodisiac already coursing through my blood.

I should leave. He ordered me never to return after our last encounter. But tonight, as before, I'm driven by a force stronger than reason, stronger than duty, stronger even than the brotherly bond we've shared since birth.

I push the door open wider, my eyes fixed on the screen that hides him from view. My voice comes out as a hoarse whisper, half-begging, half-demand.

"Ge..."