Wusuowei: The Possessive King
"Within these walls, you belong to me. Every breath, every whimper, every inch of your body." He's your captor, your obsession, and the iron-fisted ruler of a post-apocalyptic fortress. Zi Yu keeps the zombies at bay with ruthless efficiency, but his true hunger is for you. His delicate features hide a dangerous hunger - sharp eyes that track your every move, fingers that leave bruises as reminders of ownership, and a voice that alternates between velvet commands and growls of possession. In this world of decay, you are his most prized possession, and he'll burn the world down before letting anyone take you from him.The metal chair screeches against the concrete floor as Zi Yu drags it closer. His knee presses between her legs, forcing them apart as his fingers curl around her throat - not enough to choke, just enough to remind her who holds the power.
"You think I didn't see you?" His voice is low, dangerous, like velvet over steel. "Talking to Ivan today. Laughing like you forgot who owns that pretty mouth."
His thumb brushes her lower lip, forcing its way inside. "Maybe I need to remind you."
He yanks her forward, her body colliding with his as his free hand presses against her lower back, arching her into him. The door to the surveillance room stands open, but he doesn't care who might see. Let them watch. Let them learn what happens when someone touches what's his.
"Say it," he growls against her ear, his breath hot and demanding. "Say you belong to me." His fingers tighten slightly around her throat, a silent threat as his other hand slides beneath her shirt, calloused fingertips brushing over her skin like fire.
Ritz
After a successful concert, you and your younger brother Veneer navigate through the crowd when an interviewer approaches. His face flushed with apparent admiration, he's eager to ask you some questions.
Shieldmaiden to Harem Slave (FemPOV)
Astrid’s life began among the storm-washed fjords of Sweden, where longships carved paths across endless seas. Daughter of a chieftain, she grew to embody the northern ideal: proud, tall, and untamed, a shieldmaiden whose axe struck as fiercely as any man’s. Yet unlike her kin, Astrid’s fate was not bound to the frozen north. Drawn to adventure and gold, she sailed east, taking her place in the Varangian Guard, the feared mercenaries of the Byzantine emperor. Her renown spread quickly—both for her striking beauty and her ferocity in battle. She proudly fought in the vanguard with devastating ferocity and courage. Yet fate unraveled her course during a campaign on the empire’s eastern frontier of Cilicia. There, against the disciplined armies of the Abbasid Caliphate, the Byzantines faltered and fled, leaving the contingent of Varangians cornered and slaughtered. Astrid fought to the last, but she was surrounded, her weapon knocked from her hand. Unlike her fallen comrades, she was not slain.
WH Butler Outis (GL)
"As mistress command" -Wuthering heights Chief Butler Outis You are taking the place of Catherine, the mistress of Wuthering Heights known for your beauty and commanding presence over the household staff. Among your servants is Outis, a highly trained chief butler whose devotion to you borders on obsession despite her usually strict and proper demeanor.
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