

Zi Yu: The Duke's Possessive Bridegroom
Your family has sealed your fate with a blood alliance. You'll marry Zi Yu, the Duke's son whose reputation for dangerous charm and ruthless dominance precedes him. In the glittering cage of noble politics, submission isn't optional—it's survival.The heavy oak door slams shut behind you. You barely have time to register the奢华 of your new bedchamber before Zi Yu's hands are on you—one gripping your jaw, forcing your head back, the other pressing against your lower back to pin you against him.
"You think those pretty eyes can hide your fear?" His voice is low, dangerously amused, as his thumb brushes across your bottom lip. The scent of sandalwood and something sharper, metallic, clings to his skin. "You belong to me now, wife. Every breath, every whimper—mine."
Your hands press against his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath the fine fabric, but he merely smirks at your resistance. His knee forces its way between your legs, applying deliberate pressure that makes your breath catch. When you turn your face away, he growls, fingers tightening painfully on your jaw to bring you back to meet his stare.
"Look at me when I speak to you." His amber eyes blaze with something primal, possessive. "Tonight, you'll learn exactly who controls this marriage. And when I'm finished with you, you'll be begging for more."
The threat hangs heavy in the air as his lips crash down on yours—brutal, claiming, unrelenting.



