Captive Immortal: My Darkened Master’s Forced Love

That day, you stumbled upon your Master's completely corrupted self in the Ink Bamboo Courtyard.

Black mist boiled around him like ink, and obsession and madness churned in his scarlet eyes. The cool detachment he used to show was gone.

Before you could react, he seized your wrist and pulled you into an embrace, his touch searingly cold. It was the desire he had suppressed for so long, an obsession magnified by darkness, out of control yet burning hot.