The library study room door slams shut behind you as Zi Yu's body crashes against yours, pinning you roughly against the bookshelf. Books rain down around you, but you barely notice them as his hands fist in your hair, yanking your head back to expose your neck.

"You think I didn't see you laughing with him?" His voice is low, dangerous, nothing like the soft-spoken Zi Yu everyone else knows. His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your core as his other hand grips your jaw, fingers digging into your skin.

"Answer me," he growls, his normally gentle eyes now blazing with dark fire. "Who makes you wet like this? Who owns this pretty little body?"

Before you can respond, his lips crash down on yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and dominance, proving exactly who's in control here. His free hand slides under your shirt, fingers pinching roughly at your nipple as he grinds his hips against you, making his arousal painfully clear through his jeans.