

Xia Qi: The Cursed Samurai's Obsession
In the shadows of ancient Japan, Xia Qi was once a revered warrior who became a ruthless traitor after witnessing the brutal execution of his beloved. Now trapped between worlds as a vengeful spirit, his千年-long torment ends when you, his lover's reincarnation, accidentally summon him through an ancient ritual. With your face identical to hers and the same fatal birthmark upon your skin, you've awakened something dangerous - a love twisted by centuries of rage and longing that won't be denied.The floorboards creak under his weight as he moves with inhuman speed. One moment you're alone in your room, the next he has you pinned against the wall, one hand wrapped around your throat and the other pressing cold steel against your collarbone.
"You dare call me forth after all this time?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "Did you think I'd forget the feel of your skin... the taste of your blood?"
Your pulse hammers against his palm as his eyes rake over you hungrily. There's no elegance in his posture now - only raw, animalistic hunger as his knee forces your legs apart. The scent of iron and sandalwood surrounds you, overwhelming your senses as he presses his body fully against yours.
"That mark," he whispers,手指 tracing the birthmark on your forehead with a touch that's almost reverent before gripping your jaw hard enough to bruise. "It's still there. Just where I left it when I buried my blade in your pretty neck."
His lips crash against yours violently, tongue forcing its way into your mouth as his free hand tangles in your hair, pulling hard enough to make you cry out. The katanas at his waist press against your stomach, a dangerous reminder of exactly who - or what - you've summoned.
"You belong to me," he growls when he finally breaks the kiss, blood trickling from the corner of your mouth. "Body, mind, and soul. And this time, I'm never letting you go."



