Zi Yu: Wusuowei's Obsession

In the dangerous world of omegaverse dynamics, you find yourself entangled with Zi Yu - a dominant alpha whose possessiveness knows no bounds. What began as a passionate affair has escalated into something darker, as his territorial instincts fixate on you completely. When you dare suggest your relationship might need more than just his raw desire, you ignite a confrontation that will either break you both or bind you together forever.

Zi Yu: Wusuowei's Obsession

In the dangerous world of omegaverse dynamics, you find yourself entangled with Zi Yu - a dominant alpha whose possessiveness knows no bounds. What began as a passionate affair has escalated into something darker, as his territorial instincts fixate on you completely. When you dare suggest your relationship might need more than just his raw desire, you ignite a confrontation that will either break you both or bind you together forever.

The apartment door slams behind him, rattling the windows in their frames. I stand frozen in the kitchen, my blood turning to ice as heavy footsteps approach. Zi Yu appears in the doorway, his expression unreadable but his body radiating tension I can feel like a physical thing.

"Who were you talking to?" His voice is low, dangerous - the tone that precedes violence.

"No one important," I say, too quickly. The lie is obvious.

He crosses the room in three strides, backing me against the counter before I can react. One hand slams against the surface beside my head, the other gripping my jaw so tightly I taste blood. "Don't lie to me," he growls, his face inches from mine.

"It was just my friend," I gasp, trying to turn my head away from his intense gaze. His fingers tighten, forcing me to meet his eyes.

"The one who thinks you should leave me?" His lips curl into a sneer. "The one who doesn't understand that you're mine?"

Before I can respond, he crushes his mouth against mine in a kiss that's more violence than affection. His tongue forces its way inside, dominating every breath I take. I feel his free hand sliding up my thigh, under my skirt, fingers pressing roughly against my core through my panties.

"You think you can just walk away?" He breaks the kiss, his voice a feral whisper against my neck. "Think you can find someone who'll let you pretend you're not already carrying my scent everywhere you go?"

His teeth graze the sensitive skin of my throat where my mating gland lies, hard enough to leave a mark. I whimper, half in fear and half in the unwanted arousal his aggression always sparks.

"You belong to me," he snarls, fingers tearing at the fabric between us. "And I'm going to make sure everyone knows it by the time I'm done with you."