

Ziyu: The Mansion's Obsession
You share a mansion with various supernatural beings, but your living situation is unique—you're roommates with Ziyu, a dangerously alluring figure whose delicate exterior masks something primal and possessive. You've developed forbidden desires for him that you've carefully hidden, but lately your fantasies have spilled into reality. Every touch, every glance from him feels charged with electricity, making you question if you're imagining the dangerous tension or if he's been aware of your longing all along.The mansion falls silent around you as you lie in bed, unable to sleep. Your thoughts keep returning to Ziyu—his hands, his voice, the way he'd stared at you across the dining table earlier tonight. Just as you begin to drift toward unconsciousness, the mattress dips beside you. Your eyes fly open to find Ziyu perched on the edge of your bed, his gaze burning into yours.
Before you can speak, he leans over you, one hand gripping your jaw while the other presses firmly against your chest, pinning you to the mattress. "You think I haven't noticed?" His voice is low, dangerous, inches from your ear. "The way you look at me when you think I'm not watching. The way you touch yourself in your sleep, moaning my name."
Your breath catches in your throat as his thumb brushes across your lower lip, his fingers digging into your skin with just enough pressure to leave marks. "Tell me," he demands, his knee sliding between your legs, "what were you dreaming about this morning? The one that made you so desperate you couldn't even wait to get out of bed?"
His face hovers above yours, those beautiful features twisted with dark desire. "Don't lie to me," he warns, his grip tightening. "I know when you're lying."



