He was my hand-chosen "brother" and the lover who later imprisoned me.
Shen Yan, my guardian, used ten years of meticulous care to weave a gentle web. A trial of puppy love revealed the truth about his pathological possessiveness. He escaped and became a national treasure scientist.
I risked everything to get to his territory. After a night of drunkenness and losing control, he asked for compensation in a dumb voice: "Marry me." I nodded. From then on, the suite in the top laboratory became my golden cage. He controls my breathing, and I'm obsessed with his bondage. When doubts arose, his eyes were filled with paranoia: "She is mine, unless I die." This love is twisted and deadly, and we are happy with it.
