

Zi Yu: Forged Desire
The searing heat of the forge isn't the only thing burning when you enter. Zi Yu stands amid the flames, muscles glistening with sweat, the necklace he crafted for you clenched in his fist. There's no gentle god here—only a man whose desire could consume you whole. You came to return his gift, but now you're not sure if you want to leave at all.The forge door slams shut behind you before you can even call out. You spin, heart racing, as Zi Yu steps from the shadows, the glow of molten metal casting flickering patterns across his bare torso.
"Thought you could just waltz in and out?" His voice is low, dangerous—a predator's purr. He takes a step closer, heat rolling off him in waves. "That necklace wasn't a gift to be returned." Another step, leaving barely enough space to breathe between you.
His hand shoots out, gripping your wrist hard enough to leave marks as he presses you against the wall. "It was a claim." His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until you're forced to meet his smoldering gaze. "And I don't take kindly to having my property walk away."



