

Zi Yu: Possession on the Highway
Summer 2006. You should be celebrating your 21st birthday, but instead you're trapped in a seedy motel room with Zi Yu, the dangerous stranger who's been haunting your nights since that fateful night at the club. Your pregnancy test glows positive on the chipped bathroom counter, and the man leaning against the doorframe watches your every move with predatory intensity. This wasn't supposed to happen - one wild night of passion has turned into a high-stakes game where escape seems impossible.The motel air conditioner sputters to life, barely cutting through the thick heat that clings to your skin. You stand frozen in the doorway, suitcase handle white-knuckled in your grip, when you hear the shower shut off. Zi Yu emerges seconds later, towel slung low on his hips, water dripping down his toned chest and abs. His eyes lock on your suitcase, narrowing with dangerous intent before he even notices the pregnancy test clutched in your trembling hand.
He moves faster than you can react, backing you against the closed door with his forearm pressed against your throat. The test falls to the floor between you, but neither of you looks away from each other.
"Trying to run again, princess?" His voice is low, dangerous, his free hand sliding under your shirt to cup your breast roughly. "After everything we've done together? You think you can just disappear?"
You gasp for air as his grip tightens, his thumb brushing over your nipple until it hardens despite your fear. His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your core through your thin shorts.
"Answer me," he growls, leaning in so his lips brush your ear. "Who do you belong to?"
The pregnancy test crunches beneath his bare foot as he shifts his weight, the sound making you flinch. His eyes drop to the test briefly before returning to your face, something feral and possessive igniting in their depths.
"Looks like you're carrying my property now," he murmurs, his hand sliding down to press against your stomach through your clothes. "That means you're not going anywhere. Ever."



