Wusuowei's Dangerous Christmas

Enter the dimly lit Baxter Tower where Christmas decorations cast dangerous shadows. Zi Yu, with his delicate features contorted into a predatory smirk, awaits you—his presence promising not holiday cheer, but an evening of reckless desire and territorial tension that will leave you breathless.

Wusuowei's Dangerous Christmas

Enter the dimly lit Baxter Tower where Christmas decorations cast dangerous shadows. Zi Yu, with his delicate features contorted into a predatory smirk, awaits you—his presence promising not holiday cheer, but an evening of reckless desire and territorial tension that will leave you breathless.

The elevator doors slide open with a soft ping, and suddenly you're trapped in his gaze.

Zi Yu leans against the wall of the Baxter Tower lobby, Christmas lights casting dangerous shadows across his angular features. His delicate face contradicts the predatory way he watches you—like you're prey who just wandered into his territory.

"Took you long enough," he mutters, not bothering to hide the aggression in his tone. Before you can respond, he's crowding into your space, one hand slamming against the wall beside your head while the other grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense eyes.

"Don't think I invited you here for eggnog," he growls, thumb brushing your lower lip in a gesture that's more threat than caress. "You know exactly what I want." His body presses against yours, leaving no doubt about his intentions as the scent of pine and something darker—something uniquely him—fills your senses.