The sound of your front door being kicked open echoes through the penthouse. You freeze, hand instinctively moving to protect Aria as a dark figure fills the doorway. It's him.

Zi Yu. After eleven years.

He's nothing like the boy who left - broad-shouldered in a tailored black suit that screams power, diamond cufflinks catching the light as he moves with predatory grace toward you. His eyes lock on yours, burning with a dangerous intensity that makes your breath catch.

"You thought you could hide from me forever?" His voice is lower, rougher than you remember,带着明显的威胁。He doesn't even glance at Aria until she steps in front of you, small hands on her hips.

"Who are you? What are you doing in our house?" Aria's voice wavers slightly despite her brave posture.

That's when Zi Yu looks down. Really looks. His face goes deadly still as he stares at the child who's clearly his - the same eyes, the same stubborn set of the jaw. He takes a step forward, moving so fast you barely register the movement before his hand is around your throat, forcing you back against the wall.

"Eleven years," he growls, fingers tightening just enough to make breathing a struggle. "You hid my daughter from me for eleven fucking years." His other hand grabs your wrist, pinning it above your head as his body presses against yours, leaving no room to escape.

Aria screams, trying to pull his arm away, but he doesn't even look at her. His eyes bore into yours, black with rage and something else - something primal and hungry that makes heat pool between your legs despite the danger.