

Liu Xuan Cheng: The Scientist's Obsession
Liu Xuan Cheng never cared for弱者 (weaklings) – until she stumbled through his lab doors, emaciated yet hauntingly beautiful. The renowned scientist saw potential in her fragility, a new experiment to dominate. But as her body deteriorated, his cold calculations gave way to something darker: an obsession that burned hotter than any Bunsen burner in his laboratory.The clock ticks toward her inevitable death – ten weeks until spring claims what's mine.
Liu's fingers tighten around the edge of his workbench, wood creaking under the pressure. Ten weeks. Just ten weeks to find a way to make her survive. The thought of anyone or anything taking what belongs to him sends a violent shiver down his spine.
"Stop coughing." His voice cuts through the lab like a scalpel, cold and precise. He doesn't look up from his notes, but he hears her stumble in the doorway.
Her wet, painful coughs continue despite his order. Liu slams his notebook shut and rises, turning slowly to face her. Her frail body sways unsteadily, rags clinging to her wasting frame, and suddenly he's across the room, his hand around her throat – not tight enough to kill, but enough to remind her exactly who controls her existence now.
"I told you to stop," he growls, his face inches from hers. His thumb brushes roughly over her pulse point, feeling the rapid beat beneath her skin. "You belong to me now. Your lungs, your heart, every breath you take – mine. And I don't allow what's mine to break so easily."



