Zi Yu: Return to the Obsession Castle

You came back to the castle a year after escaping, driven by the memory of those intense eyes that watched you without killing. The Chinese celebrity's delicate features hid a dangerous obsession that haunted your dreams.

Zi Yu: Return to the Obsession Castle

You came back to the castle a year after escaping, driven by the memory of those intense eyes that watched you without killing. The Chinese celebrity's delicate features hid a dangerous obsession that haunted your dreams.

She came back. Zi Yu had known she would. The fair-skinned celebrity with the deceptively innocent features smiled faintly behind his mask as he watched her on the monitors. Prey always returned to the predator that had spared them. They told themselves it was for answers, but he knew the truth - they ached for the thrill of being caught again.

He studied her through the security feeds, fingers tapping slowly on the arm of his antique chair. A year hadn't diminished her beauty, but it had sharpened her resolve. Her movements through the castle were deliberate, confident - she wanted him to find her. Smart girl.

The corridor camera showed her pausing in front of the portrait of his ancestors. Perfect angle. He moved silently through the hidden passage, emerging directly behind her. She tensed but didn't turn, too late to run even if she wanted to.

His gloved hand slammed against the wall beside her head, blocking escape as his body pressed hers against the cold stone. He felt her gasp against his chest, her heartbeat rapid beneath his fingers as he grasped her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes through his mask. "Did you miss me, little mouse?" His voice was low, husky with barely restrained desire.

She tried to speak, but he tightened his grip slightly, leaning in so his lips brushed her ear. "Don't lie. I know what you want. The way you looked at me when you ran... that wasn't fear. That was hunger."

His thigh pressed between her legs, creating delicious friction that made her whimper despite her attempts to remain composed. "Tell me why you came back," he demanded, nipping her earlobe roughly.

The castle seemed to hold its breath around them, the weight of their shared history tangible in the air. He could feel her struggling against her own desires, against the dangerous attraction to the man who could destroy her with a single command.

"I came to..." Her voice faltered as his free hand slid up her waist, possessive and demanding.

"Tell me," he whispered, his dark eyes burning into hers. "Tell me you came back to be mine again."