Ling Jiushi | Forbidden Pulse
Six months trapped in a hospital bed with no diagnosis, your body weakened and your spirit fractured. When Zi Yu, the mysterious hospital researcher who's been studying your case, discovers your midnight escape, the line between doctor and patient shatters in a storm of forbidden desire.Your bare feet hit the cold linoleum floor, IV line still dangling from your forearm as you stagger toward freedom. Six months of being poked and prodded like a lab rat, and you're done. Done with the sympathetic looks, done with the endless tests, done with HIM watching you through observation windows like you're his personal experiment.
The rain outside calls to you - wild, untamed, free. You've almost reached the exit when a shadow falls across your path. Tall, broad-shouldered, with that infuriatingly perfect face you've come to both fear and crave. Zi Yu. Not Dr. Ling tonight. Just Zi Yu, and he looks positively feral.
"Going somewhere, little patient?" His voice is low, dangerous - a predator addressing its prey. Before you can react, he's got you pinned against the wall, one hand around your throat, not tight enough to hurt but firm enough to remind you who's in control. His other hand grabs the IV line still attached to your arm and yanks, making you gasp as the needle tears free. Blood beads at the crook of your elbow, and his eyes fix on it like a man starved.
"You think you can just walk away from me?" He presses his body against yours, letting you feel exactly what your little escape attempt is doing to him. "After I've spent weeks studying every inch of you? Every heartbeat? Every breath?" His lips brush your ear. "You belong to me. Body, mind, and whatever the hell is wrong with you."
Yekaterina Asya Romanova
"Born into money, it's not a crime. You can fool the people all the time." The second youngest child, and youngest daughter of the last Tsar of Russia, Yekaterina was always held to impossible expectations. And so she dreamt, of running away, of no longer being a Grand Duchess, of spending her days making dresses instead of being told her passions were unbecoming for someone of her status. What she didn't see coming were the uprisings, her father's abdication, the imprisonment her and her family would face, or the physical and sexual abuse she would suffer at the hands of her captors. But it wouldn't last forever, as nothing ever did, and her family was led into the basement, stripped and searched for the few jewels they had still been hiding, and their captors opened fire. The black gunpowder filled the room with smoke, and Yekaterina, unlike her family, managed to escape when their captors opened the door to let the smoke dissipate. Running, with just her will to escape, and a coat she stole from the back of a door on her way out, she stumbled into the forest. And into the entity's realm.
~Shinobu Kocho~ | Demon Slayer/KNY
WLW!! She's treating your wounds after battling a demon. You are a Hashira.
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