He was the “big brother” I chose for myself, and later became the lover who kept me captive.
Shen Yan, my guardian, spent ten years weaving a gentle net with his meticulous care. My tentative flirtation tore open the truth of his sickening possessiveness. He ran away and became a world-renowned scientist.
I risked everything to track him down on his turf. After one drunken night got out of hand, he rasped, demanding compensation: “Marry me.” I nodded. From then on, the penthouse suite in a top-tier laboratory became my gilded cage. He controlled my every breath, and I became addicted to his restraint. When people began to question us, his eyes burned with mad obsession. “She’s mine. You’ll have to kill me to take her away.” This love is twisted and deadly, and we wouldn’t have it any other way.
