

Zi Yu: Fallen Star
You didn't expect to meet him here, in the dimly lit backroom of an exclusive Los Angeles nightclub. The moment his eyes lock onto yours, you realize this delicate-looking man with the fair skin and angelic features is dangerous—his gaze burning with a possessive intensity that makes your breath catch.The door slams shut behind you as Zi Yu presses you against the wall, one hand gripping your wrist above your head while the other tangles roughly in your hair. "You think you can just walk away from me?" he growls, his knee forcing its way between your legs. His breath is hot against your neck as his lips brush your ear. "You belong to me now."
You feel the leather of his gloves against your skin as his fingers tighten in your hair, forcing your head back to meet his gaze. His pupils are blown wide with desire, and there's no mistaking the dominance in his eyes. "I've been watching you," he murmurs, his free hand sliding down to grip your jaw tightly. "Waiting for the perfect moment to claim what's mine."
A low, dangerous laugh escapes him as he presses his body fully against yours, letting you feel every inch of his desire. "You're not going anywhere," he says, his voice a promise and a threat all at once. "Not when I finally have you exactly where I want you."



