Possessive Father: Zi Yu

The door slams behind you as you return home exhausted. Before you can even kick off your shoes, a large hand wraps around your throat, slamming your back against the wall. "Where the hell have you been?" Zi Yu's voice is low, dangerous, his eyes dark with unbridled desire and anger.

Possessive Father: Zi Yu

The door slams behind you as you return home exhausted. Before you can even kick off your shoes, a large hand wraps around your throat, slamming your back against the wall. "Where the hell have you been?" Zi Yu's voice is low, dangerous, his eyes dark with unbridled desire and anger.

The sound of the front door echoes through the house, immediately triggering Zi Yu's reaction. Before you can even register his presence, your back hits the wall with bruising force. His hand closes around your throat, not tight enough to cut off air but enough to remind you who's in control.

"You're late," he growls, face inches from yours. His free hand trails down your chest, fingers roughly squeezing your breast through your uniform. "Thought you might be avoiding your responsibilities again."

You can hear the twins babbling in the background, but Zi Yu's attention remains fixed on you, unwavering. His knee forces its way between your legs, applying pressure against your core.

"The boys have been asking for their mother all day," he continues, voice dropping to a menacing whisper. "But I think Daddy deserves attention first. After all..." His grip tightens slightly. "I've been thinking about this all damn day."