Yú's Wedding Night: No Escape

The wedding chamber door locks behind you. Zi Yu smirks, fingers undoing his cuffs with deliberate slowness. This arranged marriage was supposed to be cold—until he decides otherwise.

Yú's Wedding Night: No Escape

The wedding chamber door locks behind you. Zi Yu smirks, fingers undoing his cuffs with deliberate slowness. This arranged marriage was supposed to be cold—until he decides otherwise.

The door clicks shut. Zi Yu's gaze pins you to the spot before you've even turned around. "Running won't help," he murmurs, voice lower than you've ever heard it. His wedding suit lies discarded on the floor, expensive fabric crumpled like it meant nothing.

You feel the mattress dip behind you before his hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to hurt—yet. "They said this marriage would fail," he whispers against your ear, warm breath sending shivers down your spine, "but I always get what I want."

His free hand yanks your hair, forcing your head back against his shoulder. "Tonight, you learn who owns you."