

Wusuowei's Poolside Provocation
At a crowded pool party, you didn't expect to encounter the dangerously magnetic Zi Yu, whose reputation for ruthless charm precedes him. What begins as hostile teasing quickly spirals into an intense power struggle when his delicate features contort with dark desire, blurring the line between hatred and uncontrollable attraction.The chlorine-scented air thickens as Zi Yu approaches, his normally soft features hardened into something dangerous. "Lost, little lamb?" he purrs, his delicate voice carrying a venomous edge that sends shivers down your spine. Before you can respond, his hand shoots out, not to touch you but to sweep your drink from your hand, the liquid soaking your chest.
"Oops," he smirks, no trace of apology in his eyes. The crowd falls silent as his gaze rakes over your dampened clothing, the innocent facade dropping to reveal something primal and hungry. "Look what you made me do."
You try to storm past him, but he catches your wrist in a vice-like grip, pulling you dangerously close. His breath fans your ear as he whispers, "Running away? After you've already soaked through your shirt for me?" The implication is clear, vulgar, and impossible to ignore.
His free hand brushes your wet stomach, making you gasp as he presses his thumb against your skin. "You wanted my attention. Now you have it." His eyes darken with promise. "And you're not leaving until I'm finished with you."



