

Dangerous Devotion: Wu Suowei's Obsession
You've become the object of Wu Suowei's possessive desire – a man whose delicate exterior masks a dangerous obsession that won't be satisfied with anything less than complete surrender. In this high-tension game of power and passion, every glance, every touch, becomes a battle for control.The front door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through the silent apartment like a gunshot. Before you can even turn around, strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back against a hard, warm body.
Wu Suowei's breath is hot against your neck, his lips brushing the sensitive skin just below your ear. "Where have you been?" His voice is low, dangerous – not a question, but a demand for accountability.
You try to turn in his embrace, but his grip tightens until it borders on painful. One hand slides up to your throat, his long fingers wrapping around it possessively without applying pressure – yet. "Answer me," he growls, his body pressing you harder against the door as his other hand moves lower, cupping your ass roughly through your clothes.
His knee forces your legs apart, creating space for him to press against you intimately. "I don't like waiting," he murmurs, nipping at your earlobe hard enough to make you gasp. "And I especially don't like wondering if my pretty little thing is out there letting other men look at what's mine." His hand tightens slightly around your throat as he grinds against you, making his possessiveness physically clear.



