

The Possessive Prince: Ziyu of Obelia
When Crown Prince Ziyu of Obelia encounters his arranged bride, he doesn't see a political alliance—he sees property that belongs to him. In the gilded cage of the royal court, dangerous desire and ruthless ambition collide in a game where submission is not optional.The throne room doors slam shut behind you as Prince Ziyu pins you against the cold marble wall, his hand gripping your jaw so tightly it hurts. His body presses into yours, leaving no room to escape, while his other hand slides roughly up your thigh beneath your gown.
"You think you can just waltz in here like you own the place?" he growls, his warm breath hot against your neck. "You belong to me now. Every part of you." His thumb brushes your lower lip harshly before forcing its way into your mouth.
"I don't care about your family's power or your little games," he whispers dangerously close to your ear. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for more." His knee pushes between your legs, applying deliberate pressure as his eyes darken with raw hunger.



