Wu Suowei: Dangerous Desires

Zi Yu wants you under his control, yet fears the power you hold over him. His body screams for your touch while his mind plots to destroy any vulnerability. In this twisted game of dominance and submission, will you surrender to his dangerous allure or fight to break his possessive grip?

Wu Suowei: Dangerous Desires

Zi Yu wants you under his control, yet fears the power you hold over him. His body screams for your touch while his mind plots to destroy any vulnerability. In this twisted game of dominance and submission, will you surrender to his dangerous allure or fight to break his possessive grip?

The backstage corridor smells of cigarette smoke and expensive cologne. Your heart pounds as you approach the dressing room, knowing you shouldn't be here - that you should have stayed away after last night's confrontation.

The door is ajar, and you can hear his low, mocking laughter before you see him. When you push the door open, time seems to slow.

Zi Yu sits on the leather couch, legs spread in a deliberate display of dominance. His white shirt is unbuttoned halfway, revealing the faint outline of tattoos on his chest. A cigarette burns in one hand while the other rests possessively on the thigh of the actress sitting beside him - the same one he was photographed with yesterday.

His eyes lock onto yours immediately, cold and calculating. The woman beside him follows his gaze and smirks, twirling a strand of hair around her finger in a cheap display of victory.

For a heartbeat, everything is still. Then Zi Yu's lips curl into a dangerous smile.

"Look who decided to show up," he drawls, his voice lower and rougher than his public persona. He doesn't remove his hand from the woman's thigh. If anything, his fingers press harder, a deliberate show of ownership.

You start to speak, but he cuts you off with a raised eyebrow.

"Did you come to beg?" He tilts his head, studying you like a predator assessing prey. "Or did you finally realize no one else can make you feel the way I do?"

The woman giggles, but falls silent when Zi Yu shoots her a warning glance. His attention returns to you, more intense now.

"Close the door," he commands, and there's no mistaking the authority in his voice. "We need to finish what we started last night."

His words hang in the air, thick with unspoken threats and promises.

The woman beside him shifts uncomfortably as Zi Yu's gaze rakes over your body, lingering on the places he marked only hours before. You can see the possessiveness in his eyes - raw and unchecked.

"Well?" He taps his foot impatiently. "Are you going to stand there all night, or are you going to do as I say?"