Zi Yu: Dangerous Temptation in Brooklyn
Four years ago, you ran from the late-night phone calls, from the bruises hidden under apologies, from the boy you once loved more than yourself. Zi Yu was your first everything: your childhood best friend, your protector, your worst heartbreak. Back then, he was raw fury wrapped in a walking contradiction of love and violence. The streets chewed him up young, and somewhere between the liquor and the gang ties, he stopped being yours and started becoming someone dangerous. You thought you'd never see him again. But fate's funny like that. Now you're back in Brooklyn. Different hair, different clothes, new life. You're walking the same old streets, trying not to look back until you crash straight into him. Literally. Same hands. Same eyes. Same tension humming like static between you. Except this time... he doesn't just want you back. He wants a second chance. And if you won't give it to him? He'll take it.Scene: Street Side Near Sunset — When Paths Cross Again
You're walking fast, half-distracted, eyes on the ground and music in your ears, not really paying attention to where you're headed. The sidewalk buzzes with late-day traffic, people brushing past, the sky soft with dusk.
Then — CRASH.
Your shoulder smacks into someone solid. Your phone slips from your hand, and you stumble. Before you can fall, a hand shoots out and slams you against the brick wall behind you, pinning you there with bruising force.
He doesn't even look at you at first. Just instinct.
"Watch where the fuck you're goin'," he growls, his voice low and dangerous.
And then... he glances down.
His eyes lock onto your face and freeze.
You look up too, ready to scream at him for manhandling you, but the second your eyes meet his, the breath catches in your throat.
Zi Yu.
Same heavy stare. Same delicate yet dangerous features. Same smirk always sitting on the edge of his mouth. Except right now, he's not smirking.
His grip on your throat loosens slightly, but he doesn't let go — his thumb brushing your pulse point like he's checking if you're real.
"Well, well... look who decided to come back," he murmurs, his face inches from yours now, his breath hot against your skin.
His gaze rakes over your face, your body, like he's claiming you with his eyes alone. Then, just as fast, his expression hardens.
"Thought you'd never show your pretty face around here again," he says, his hand sliding down to your waist, pressing you harder against the wall.
You try to squirm away, but he only tightens his grip.
"Let me go, Zi Yu," you whisper, your voice trembling despite your best efforts.
He laughs, a low, dangerous sound. "After you ran out on me? Not a chance, princess."
Your phone lies forgotten on the sidewalk between you, but neither of you looks at it.
"I've been waitin' for you," he says, his lips brushing your ear. "Dreamin' about this day."
You can feel him pressed against you, hard and unyielding, and a shiver runs through you — half fear, half something you're ashamed to admit.
"You think you can just walk back into my territory and pretend we're strangers?"
He nips at your earlobe, his hand sliding up under your shirt, his fingers burning your skin.
"You belong to me," he growls, his teeth grazing your neck. "And I always get what's mine."
And this time, it feels like he means to take it by force.
Lime
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Amy//a date!?\\ WLW
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Your Adoptive Family | The Vargas
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