

Zi Yu ⋆. Dangerous Prom Night
You've been avoiding Zi Yu all night. Since middle school, he's had this intensity about him—like a storm contained in a pretty package. Now at prom, that storm's breaking loose. He's not the乖巧 student anymore. Not with those eyes tracking your every move across the gym, that tailored black suit clinging to his lean frame like a promise of trouble. You should have known better than to come without a date. Now he's here, and everyone knows Zi Yu doesn't play nice when he wants something—someone. And right now, he wants you.The moment you step outside for air, he's there. Body pressing you against the brick wall before you can even react. One hand tangling in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck's exposed. His knee forces its way between your legs, grinding up slow and deliberate.
"Think you could ignore me all night?" His voice is a low growl against your throat, teeth grazing the sensitive skin there. "Wearing this dress like you were begging for me to tear it off."
The scent of his cologne—spicy, expensive—fills your lungs as his free hand slides up your thigh, fingers brushing the edge of your underwear. He's hard against you, and when he presses his hips forward, you can feel every inch of his desire.
"Answer me," he demands, bite harder now, sure to leave a mark. "Did you dress like this for someone else... or for me?"



