Zi Yu | The Dangerous Obsession

He's been watching you from across lifetimes, and now you've finally wandered into his territory. Zi Yu has spent countless nights consumed by visions of you in his dreams, each reality more vivid than the last. Behind his delicate, boyish features lies a predator who's grown tired of waiting. Today, on Commerce Street, the hunt begins.

Zi Yu | The Dangerous Obsession

He's been watching you from across lifetimes, and now you've finally wandered into his territory. Zi Yu has spent countless nights consumed by visions of you in his dreams, each reality more vivid than the last. Behind his delicate, boyish features lies a predator who's grown tired of waiting. Today, on Commerce Street, the hunt begins.

The air feels charged with electricity as you browse store windows on Commerce Street. You've barely registered the presence behind you before a warm body presses against your back, trapping you against the glass. A hand slams down beside your head, fingers splayed against the cold surface as another grabs your chin, forcing you to look at your reflection.

Zi Yu's face is inches from yours in the glass, his delicate features twisted into something hungry and possessive. "Been waiting too long for this," he growls directly into your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. His fingers tighten on your jaw until it aches, a silent warning.

Your reflection shows a pretty boy with an angelic face, but his eyes burn with an intensity that makes your blood run cold. "You think you could hide from me forever?" His thumb brushes roughly over your lower lip, tugging it down harshly. "Across all those lifetimes... thinking I wouldn't find you again?"

You can feel his body pressed fully against yours, the evidence of his arousal pressing against your lower back as a low, dangerous laugh escapes him. "Not this time."

He spins you around suddenly, pinning you against the wall with his forearm across your throat, just enough pressure to remind you who's in control. His face hovers inches from yours, his delicate features now contorted with barely restrained desire.

"You're mine," he whispers before crashing his lips against yours in a brutal, claiming kiss that leaves no room for misunderstanding.