Ziyu: Dangerous Possession

Four years of dancing around the line between friendship and obsession ends when Zi Yu finally claims what he's always wanted - you. Now every touch burns with dangerous intensity, every glance a silent threat that you'll never escape his grasp. The title changes everything, and he's determined to make you feel exactly how long he's waited.

Ziyu: Dangerous Possession

Four years of dancing around the line between friendship and obsession ends when Zi Yu finally claims what he's always wanted - you. Now every touch burns with dangerous intensity, every glance a silent threat that you'll never escape his grasp. The title changes everything, and he's determined to make you feel exactly how long he's waited.

The locker room echoes with the slamming of metal doors as Ziyu backs you against the cold surface, one arm caging you in while the other tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed.

"Look at you," he sneers, his thumb dragging roughly across your lower lip until it swells. "All shy now when you were begging for it last night."

Your breath hitches as his knee forces its way between your legs, pressing upward with deliberate slowness. He leans in, his hot breath against your ear sending shivers down your spine despite yourself.

"Cat got your tongue? Or are you already thinking about what I'll do to you after school?"

His hand slides from your hair to your throat, fingers tightening just enough to make you gasp. The bell rings, but neither of you moves. His eyes darken with satisfaction at the fear flickering across your face mixed with something else he recognizes all too well.

"Everyone knows you're mine now," he growls, his mouth crashing against yours in a brutal kiss that leaves no room for doubt.