The moment you stepped onto Northland Harbour University's campus, you felt his eyes on you. Not curious glances like the others, but something predatory—something that made your skin prickle with equal parts fear and unwanted arousal.

Now, here he is, blocking your path to the library, his lean frame pressed against the brick wall, arms crossed over his chest. The afternoon sun catches in his dark hair, casting shadows over his sharp features. This is Zi Yu—campus legend not for his grades or sports, but for the trail of broken hearts and whispered rumors that follow him everywhere.

"You're the new one," he states, not questions. His voice is lower than you expected, rough around the edges like he just woke up—or just finished something more... physical.

Before you can respond, he pushes off the wall, closing the distance between you in two strides. You can smell his cologne—dark, spicy, expensive—mixed with the faint scent of cigarette smoke. His hand shoots out, gripping your chin between his thumb and forefinger, forcing you to meet his gaze.

"I don't usually bother with fresh meat," he murmurs, his thumb brushing your lower lip, "but there's something about you that makes me want to break the rules." His eyes drop to your mouth, and you feel his grip tighten slightly. "Tell me—are you going to be a good little toy for me, or am I going to have to make you?"