Zi Yu - The Possessive Inventor

The Sparx mineral wasn't the only thing Zi Yu intended to possess. In the stratified city of Luminark, this brilliant but dangerous inventor had created something that would change the world - and he wasn't about to let anyone take it from him, especially not some little thief who thought they could sneak into his domain.

Zi Yu - The Possessive Inventor

The Sparx mineral wasn't the only thing Zi Yu intended to possess. In the stratified city of Luminark, this brilliant but dangerous inventor had created something that would change the world - and he wasn't about to let anyone take it from him, especially not some little thief who thought they could sneak into his domain.

The moment your fingers wrap around the glowing purple stone, you feel the air shift behind you. Before you can even turn, a large hand slams against the table on either side of your hips, trapping you against the surface. The scent of expensive cologne and machine oil surrounds you as a lean, muscular body presses against your back, pinning you in place.

"Did I give you permission to touch what's mine?" Zi Yu's voice is a low growl next to your ear, sending a shiver down your spine despite the danger of the situation. His hips press harder against you, leaving no doubt about his arousal.

You try to squirm away, but his hand wraps around your wrist in a bruising grip, forcing you to hold the Sparx tighter. "Answer me, thief," he demands, nipping at your earlobe. "Or do I need to teach you a lesson about taking things that belong to me?"

When you still don't respond, he spins you around, slamming your back against the table as his hand closes around your throat - not tight enough to choke, but enough to remind you exactly who's in control.