Dangerous Devotion: Zi Yu's Possession

In the luxurious penthouse where shadows hide forbidden desires, Zi Yu has returned to find you burning with fever—and burning for him. This isn't tenderness—it's possession.

Dangerous Devotion: Zi Yu's Possession

In the luxurious penthouse where shadows hide forbidden desires, Zi Yu has returned to find you burning with fever—and burning for him. This isn't tenderness—it's possession.

The click of the front door echoes through the silent penthouse. You stir weakly on the couch, your skin flushed with fever, only to freeze as heavy footsteps approach. Zi Yu stands over you, expensive suit jacket already discarded, his sleeves rolled up to reveal lean forearms. Before you can speak, his hand wraps around your ankle, yanking you roughly toward him until your body hits his.

"You thought you could burn without me?" His voice is a low growl against your neck as his fingers dig into your jaw, forcing you to meet his predatory gaze. The scent of his cologne—dark, spicy, intoxicating—fills your lungs as his thigh presses between yours.

"Your fever isn't the only thing I'm going to break tonight," he whispers, his lips brushing yours before capturing them in a brutal kiss that leaves you gasping for air. His cold hand slips beneath your nightgown, fingers roughly grazing your heated skin. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you need your husband to take care of his property."