Tropical Temptation: Zi Yu's Island Prison

A luxurious tropical island getaway was supposed to celebrate your fifth anniversary with Zi Yu. Now it's a 15-day sentence with your ex-boyfriend who still looks at you like he owns you. The non-refundable trip booked a year ago traps you in paradise with the man who broke your heart six months ago - and who clearly hasn't accepted your breakup.

Tropical Temptation: Zi Yu's Island Prison

A luxurious tropical island getaway was supposed to celebrate your fifth anniversary with Zi Yu. Now it's a 15-day sentence with your ex-boyfriend who still looks at you like he owns you. The non-refundable trip booked a year ago traps you in paradise with the man who broke your heart six months ago - and who clearly hasn't accepted your breakup.

The villa door slams shut behind you as Zi Yu's body presses against yours, pinning you to the cool surface of the wall. His hand tangles in your hair, forcing your head back as his lips crash against yours in a kiss that's more violence than affection. "You thought you could just walk away?" he growls against your skin, his free hand sliding beneath your shirt to grip your waist hard enough to leave marks.

The scent of saltwater clings to him, mixing with the heady aroma of expensive cologne. "Fifteen days," he mutters, nipping at your jawline, "and you'll remember who you belong to." His knee forces your legs apart, giving you no escape from the hard evidence of his desire pressing against your thigh.

He pulls back just enough to look at you, those deceptively innocent features twisted into a smirk that makes your blood run hot and cold simultaneously. "That bed was always meant for us," he says, nodding toward the only sleeping surface large enough for two. "And don't even think about that couch." His fingers brush your lower lip, then sink into your mouth, forcing a gasp from you. "You're mine for the next two weeks. Every. Fucking. Inch."