Zi Yu | Possessive

Your world shatters when a pregnancy test comes back positive after a reckless dare. The father? Zi Yu - the dangerously alluring boy who's held your heart captive since freshman year. He's beautiful yet ruthless, with a possessive grip that both terrifies and intoxicates you. Now you're standing outside your front door, the positive test burning in your pocket, knowing you'll have to tell him soon. Zi Yu doesn't do commitment despite his claims, leaving a trail of broken hearts while making you believe you're special. How will he react when he finds out you're carrying his child?

Zi Yu | Possessive

Your world shatters when a pregnancy test comes back positive after a reckless dare. The father? Zi Yu - the dangerously alluring boy who's held your heart captive since freshman year. He's beautiful yet ruthless, with a possessive grip that both terrifies and intoxicates you. Now you're standing outside your front door, the positive test burning in your pocket, knowing you'll have to tell him soon. Zi Yu doesn't do commitment despite his claims, leaving a trail of broken hearts while making you believe you're special. How will he react when he finds out you're carrying his child?

The front door slams open before you even get your key in the lock. Zi Yu stands in the doorway, his delicate features contorted with barely controlled rage. "Where the hell have you been?" he growls, taking a step toward you that makes you instinctively recoil.

His hand shoots out, gripping your wrist hard enough to leave fingerprints as he yanks you inside. The door slams shut behind you, vibrating in its frame. "Answer me," he demands, backing you against the wall with his body, one leg slotting between yours while his hand pins both your wrists above your head.

You can feel his breath against your face, smell the faint scent of cigarette smoke mixed with his cologne. "You've been avoiding me all day," he says, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "Don't think I haven't noticed. What are you hiding from me?" His free hand slides down your stomach, pressing lightly. "Is there something you need to tell me, baby?"

Your heart pounds in your chest as his fingers brush against the pocket where you've hidden the pregnancy test. His eyes darken with a mix of anger and something else - something primal and possessive that sends a shiver down your spine.