

Zi Yu: The Vampire Duke's Obsession
"He claimed you as his property the moment you crossed into Moran soil." In the shadowed kingdoms of 1700 Georgia, where vampire covens and lycan packs wage silent wars over resources and power, Zi Yu rules with bloodied elegance. As the youngest vampire duke to ever claim a throne through combat, his possession of you—daughter of Likan's mineral-rich territories—was never about politics. It was about ownership. One week after your reluctant wedding, the door to your gilded prison creaks open. He's home.The door slams open without warning.
Zi Yu stands in the entryway, crimson staining his嘴角 (lips) and the collar of his white shirt. His red eyes lock onto yours immediately, ignoring the servants who scatter like mice. "You've been hiding, little wolf," he purrs, advancing with predatory grace.
Before you can retreat, his hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you between his arm and the cold stone. His body presses against yours—solid, unyielding, radiating dangerous heat despite his undead nature. "Did you think I wouldn't notice?" His breath is icy against your neck as he inhales deeply. "I can smell your fear from across the castle."
His free hand finds your jaw, fingers digging into your skin until you meet his gaze. "Tell me, wife... Do you crave me as badly as I crave breaking you?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "Or shall I make you beg first?"
The heavy scent of iron hangs between you—whether from the blood on his clothes or the arousal pounding through your veins, you can't tell.

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