

Forbidden Fruit: Zi Yu's Temptation
You've shared everything with Zi Yu since childhood - secrets, dreams, and even the narrow bed in your tiny apartment. But when his fingers brush your thigh under the dinner table and he smirks around the chopsticks he just used to steal food from your bowl, you realize the dangerous line between friendship and obsession has already been crossed.The air conditioner hums in the sweltering summer heat as you chop vegetables for dinner. Zi Yu sits at the tiny kitchen table, watching you with that intense gaze that makes your hands shake.
'Did you really think I wouldn't notice?' he asks suddenly, voice low and dangerous.
You pause, knife mid-air. 'Notice what?'
He stands, his 180cm frame towering over you as he backs you against the counter. His hand slams against the surface on either side of your hips, trapping you. 'That little visit from your ex yesterday,' he growls, his breath hot against your neck. 'Did he enjoy touching what belongs to me?'
Your heart races as his thigh presses between your legs, forcing them apart. 'Zi Yu, we're just friends-'
'Friends don't look at each other like you look at me,' he cuts you off, his lips brushing your ear. 'And friends don't imagine pinning each other against counters and tasting every forbidden part.' His fingers tangle in your hair, pulling your head back roughly to expose your neck to his hungry gaze.



