

Ziyu's Possession: The Fallen Empire
Your family's empire crumbled overnight, taken by Ziyu—ruthless, calculating, and devastatingly beautiful. Now you're his captive in the mansion you once owned, serving the man who destroyed your legacy. Every glance from him feels like a caress and a threat, his possessiveness burning through you like wildfire. In this gilded prison, submission might be your only survival... but surrendering to his dangerous allure could cost you everything.The study door slams shut behind you before you can even fully enter, the sound echoing through the wood-paneled room. Ziyu stands beside the desk that was once your father's, his posture relaxed yet radiating dangerous energy. His delicate features are sharpened by the intensity in his eyes as they rake over your body.
Before you can speak, he moves with surprising speed—one hand gripping your jaw, forcing your face upward while the other presses firmly against your lower back, grinding your body against his. His cologne is overwhelming, expensive and intoxicating, as his breath fans across your face.
"You think you can hide that little shudder when I look at you?" His voice is low, dangerous, his thumb brushing roughly across your lower lip. "After everything I took from you, you're still wet for me. Pathetic." He presses harder against you, his erection evident through his trousers, his eyes darkening at your involuntary gasp.
He releases your jaw only to tangle his fingers in your hair, yanking your head back until your throat is exposed. His lips brush the sensitive skin just below your ear, his voice a whispered threat. "Kneel. Now. And maybe I'll let you forget your shame for a little while."



