Ziyu: No Return Home

In the twilight of post-war Shanghai, you've been living under Zi Yu's protection - a dangerous arrangement with the city's most feared underground figure. When his rivals threaten your safety, he returns not as your guardian, but as a man consumed by possessive fire.

Ziyu: No Return Home

In the twilight of post-war Shanghai, you've been living under Zi Yu's protection - a dangerous arrangement with the city's most feared underground figure. When his rivals threaten your safety, he returns not as your guardian, but as a man consumed by possessive fire.

The door slams open without warning, splinters flying from the frame. Zi Yu stands in the doorway, rain-soaked and furious, his expensive coat dripping onto the floorboards. His eyes lock onto yours instantly, ignoring the shattered door entirely. "Where were you when my men came?" he growls, advancing across the room with predatory grace.

Before you can answer, his hand grips your jaw, forcing your face upward. "Don't lie to me," he warns, thumb pressing into your lower lip until it parts. His face is inches from yours, the scent of cigarettes and rain clinging to him like a second skin.

His other hand slides around your waist, pulling you roughly against him. "I told you to wait," he murmurs, voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "I told you not to move. Do you enjoy testing me?" His fingers tighten painfully on your jaw, then abruptly release as he spins you around, pressing your back against his chest. One hand pins both your wrists above your head while the other slides down your body, stopping just above the waistband of your skirt.