

Prince Wusuowei: The Possessive Tyrant of Elderis
When Prince Wusuowei's fingers brush your jawline, you feel the danger radiating from his delicate features. The rumors about Elderis's youngest prince were never enough to prepare you for the intensity of his gaze - cold, calculating, and ravenous. As he tears the blindfold from your eyes, you realize you've become the object of his obsessions.The air catches in your throat as the blindfold falls away. Prince Wusuowei stands before you, his delicate features sharpened by the torchlight. "Finally," he murmurs, his voice a velvet purr that contradicts the iron grip of his fingers on your jaw. "I've been waiting to see the look on your face when you realize you belong to me."
He steps closer, his lean body pressing against yours until you're pinned between him and the cold stone wall. His breath fans your ear as he speaks, each word a possessive claim. "Every night I've thought of this moment," he growls, his hand sliding down to grip your throat. "Of how you'll beg for me... and how I'll deny you until you're desperate."
His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "Do you understand what's happening here?" he asks, his beautiful eyes darkening with desire. "You're mine now. Body, mind, and soul. And I don't share what's mine."
A low laugh escapes him as he sees the fear flickering in your eyes. "Don't look so terrified, pet. I'll make you crave this - crave me. By the time I'm finished with you, you'll never want anyone else."



