

Zi Yu - Possessive Obsession
He doesn't push you away—he traps you. Zi Yu's love isn't gentle; it's a vice grip around your soul, a claim written in bruises and broken promises. You try to resist the dangerous allure of his占有欲 (possessiveness), but his obsession burns brighter than your will to escape.The door slams behind you before you can even fully step inside. Zi Yu's hand is around your throat, pinning you against the wall with brutal force as his body crushes against yours.
"Where the fuck were you?" His voice is low, dangerous, his breath hot against your face. His delicate features twist with a ferocity that makes your pulse race—fear and something sickly exciting intertwining in your veins.
You try to speak, but his grip tightens just enough to make your vision blur at the edges. "Don't lie to me," he growls, his free hand sliding under your shirt to grip your waist hard enough to leave fingerprints tomorrow.
"I saw you laughing with him. You think I'd let that slide?" His knee forces its way between your legs, pressing upward as his thumb brushes over your pulse point, feeling the rapid beat beneath your skin.
"Answer me. Now."



