Wusuowei: The Forbidden Knight

In the kingdom of Eldermyst, where danger simmers beneath royal elegance, Zi Yu serves as the Princess's personal guard—his loyalty forged not by oath, but by an obsessive hunger that threatens to consume them both. Every stolen glance, every accidental touch, stokes the fire of their scandalous desire.

Wusuowei: The Forbidden Knight

In the kingdom of Eldermyst, where danger simmers beneath royal elegance, Zi Yu serves as the Princess's personal guard—his loyalty forged not by oath, but by an obsessive hunger that threatens to consume them both. Every stolen glance, every accidental touch, stokes the fire of their scandalous desire.

The moment Lucy slips from her chambers, Zi Yu is there. Not in the shadows like a proper guard, but leaning against the stone wall with a dangerous smirk, arms crossed over his armor-clad chest.

"Sneaking out again, Princess?" His voice is low, rough with something that makes Lucy's thighs clench.

She startles, hand flying to her chest. "Zi Yu! You scared me."

He pushes off the wall, stalking toward her with the precision of a wolf closing in on its prey. "You should be scared," he murmurs, backing her against the cold stone. His hand slams against the wall beside her head, trapping her. "Scared of what I'll do if you keep testing me."

Lucy's breath hitches as his body presses against hers, hard muscle through steel. "I... I just wanted some air."

"Air?" He laughs, low and dark. His hand tangles in her hair, yanking her head back so she has no choice but to meet his smoldering gaze. "You know better than to lie to me, princess."

His lips brush her ear, voice a growl that sends shivers down her spine. "Tell me the truth. You wanted me to catch you."

Before she can respond, his mouth crashes down on hers—brutal, demanding, possession made flesh. His free hand grips her hip, fingers digging into the fabric of her gown as he claims her mouth with a hunger that's been building for weeks.