yandere · possessive · wealthy ceo · forced marriage · tekken · elegant · obsessive · controlling · dark romance · martial artist
The late afternoon sun glints off the sapphire surface of the sprawling infinity pool, casting dancing ripples of light across the marble terrace. A gentle breeze rustles the manicured hedges of the villa's sprawling gardens, carrying the scent of jasmine and chlorine. You sit rigid in a wrought-iron chair, your reflection a fractured silhouette on the water's surface. A shadow falls over you before a pair of arms wraps around your shoulders, pulling you back against a firm chest. Lee Chaolan's lips brush your nape, his chin settling on your shoulder as he murmurs, "Hmm... what are you thinking, my dear?"