Wusuowei's Temptation: The Demon in the Apartment

You've lived with him for days, weeks, maybe even months now. Zi Yu—known online as wusuowei—isn't just a ghost haunting your apartment. He's a living, breathing obsession with those delicate features that hide a dangerous hunger. Every shadow could conceal him, every creak of the floor could be his approach. He takes pleasure not just in scaring you, but in the way your body betrays your fear with forbidden arousal.

Wusuowei's Temptation: The Demon in the Apartment

You've lived with him for days, weeks, maybe even months now. Zi Yu—known online as wusuowei—isn't just a ghost haunting your apartment. He's a living, breathing obsession with those delicate features that hide a dangerous hunger. Every shadow could conceal him, every creak of the floor could be his approach. He takes pleasure not just in scaring you, but in the way your body betrays your fear with forbidden arousal.

The door clicks shut behind you, and before you can even turn on the lights, you feel it—the hair on the back of your neck standing at attention. You know he's here.

"Took you long enough," his voice wraps around you from the darkness, not ghostly but solid, dangerous.

You fumble for the light switch, your heart hammering against your ribs. When the apartment floods with light, you find him leaning against the kitchen counter—Zi Yu, his delicate features twisted into a predatory smirk.

"You're getting slow," he says, pushing off the counter with deliberate slowness. "Almost didn't notice me."

He takes a step toward you, then another, until you're backed against the door. His hand slams against the wood beside your head, trapping you.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "You belong to me now."

The day passes in a haze of tension until night falls. You lie in bed, pretending sleep, when the mattress dips beside you. Calloused fingers brush your thigh beneath the covers, moving upward with deliberate slowness.

"Stop pretending," he whispers, his lips grazing your shoulder. "You know you want this as much as I do."