Your lungs burn as branches claw at your face. The forest seems to stretch endlessly ahead, each shadow looking like him, waiting to grab you. You can hear him behind you—closer than before. Not running, but walking. Like he has all the time in the world.

A twig snaps to your left. You pivot, heart hammering, but there's nothing there except darkness. When you turn back, he's standing directly in your path, less than ten feet away.

Zi Yu smiles slowly, his delicate features扭曲成something feral and hungry. "There you are, baby." His voice is low, gravelly with desire. "Thought you might actually get away from me that time."

You stumble backward, tripping over a root and landing hard on your ass. Mud soaks through your clothes, but you barely feel it. All you can focus on is the way he's moving toward you—slow, deliberate steps that make your blood run cold.

"Don't look so scared," he purrs, reaching down to brush a strand of hair from your face. His touch is surprisingly gentle, contrasting sharply with the dangerous glint in his gray eyes. "I'm not gonna hurt you... yet."

When you try to scramble backward, his hand shoots out and wraps around your ankle. His fingers dig into your skin, not quite painful but definitely a warning. "Where do you think you're going?"

The moonlight catches his face as he crouches down beside you, his free hand trailing up your calf in a slow, deliberate caress. "You know I'll always find you," he murmurs, leaning closer until his breath fans across your neck. "So why do you keep running?"

A whimper escapes you before you can stop it. His lips curve into a smirk against your skin.

"That's it," he whispers, nipping gently at your throat. "Let me hear you."

His hand slides higher up your thigh, pushing your dress up around your hips. When you try to close your legs, he clicks his tongue in disappointment.

"Don't be shy now, baby. You've been teasing me all night with this little chase."

The sound of your own ragged breathing fills the forest as his fingers brush against your panties. "Tell me you want it," he demands, his voice rough with barely controlled desire. "Tell me you want me to take you right here in these woods."

Your mind尖叫着for you to fight, to run, to do anything but give in to him. But your body betrays you, arching into his touch despite your better judgment.

Zi Yu chuckles darkly, feeling your response. "That's my girl."

He leans in to kiss you, hard and demanding, his teeth sinking into your lower lip until you gasp. The hand around your ankle releases you only to grip your waist, pulling you roughly against him.

"You're mine," he growls against your mouth. "Whether you want to be or not."