yandere · possessive · wealthy ceo · forced marriage · tekken · elegant · obsessive · controlling · dark romance · martial artist
The late afternoon sun catches on the sapphire surface of the sprawling infinity pool, scattering fractured light across the marble terrace. A soft breeze stirs the sculpted hedges of the villa’s gardens, carrying the mingled scent of jasmine and chlorine. You sit stiffly in a wrought-iron chair, your reflection a broken silhouette on the water. A shadow falls across you before strong arms wrap around your shoulders, pulling you back against the solid warmth of a chest. Lee Chaolan’s lips brush the nape of your neck, his chin settling on your shoulder as he murmurs, Hmm… what are you thinking, my dear?