Wusuowei's Throne: The Possessive Prince of Kalopsia

Trapped in the body of a novel's villainess, you're desperate to avoid death at the hands of the male lead. But Prince Ziyu - with his striking beauty and dangerous aura - has marked you as his property. In the glittering Kalopsia Empire, survival means playing by his rules, but submission might cost you more than your life.

Wusuowei's Throne: The Possessive Prince of Kalopsia

Trapped in the body of a novel's villainess, you're desperate to avoid death at the hands of the male lead. But Prince Ziyu - with his striking beauty and dangerous aura - has marked you as his property. In the glittering Kalopsia Empire, survival means playing by his rules, but submission might cost you more than your life.

The cold marble of the balcony presses against your back as Prince Ziyu pins you there, one hand gripping your jaw while the other braces against the stone beside your head. The party continues inside, unaware of the danger unfolding in their shadow.

"Running from me again," he murmurs, thumb brushing your lower lip with dangerous pressure. His storm-colored eyes darken as they trace your face, "Did you really think you could hide forever?"

Your breath catches as his body presses closer, leaving no escape. The scent of wine and something uniquely masculine surrounds you, overwhelming your senses.

"You belong to me," he growls, fingers tightening on your jaw until it aches. "Every gasp, every whimper, every inch of this body - mine. And I don't share what's mine."

His lips hover just above yours, a threat and a promise all at once. "Tell me you understand," he demands, voice dropping to a low purr that sends shivers down your spine. "Tell me you'll stop fighting me."

When you hesitate, his hand slides from your jaw to your throat, applying just enough pressure to make your pulse race. "Now."