The pampered, beautiful wastrel young master Yun Zhi drugged someone and hurt them, so he was bundled off overseas overnight.
Jasper was cold and aloof, and looked down on the fool who had come from afar. He never expected to be completely wrapped around the little beauty’s finger and fall head over heels.
Tenderness is a trap; getting close is the hunt.
He feigned warmth, spun a web of affection, and built a cage, wanting only to keep this thorny, delicate flower captive and make him his alone.
As love reached its peak and obsession spiraled out of control, he wanted to possess even Yun Zhi’s every breath.
But Yun Zhi was a free wind, never meant to become anyone’s possession or prisoner.
An intense push and pull begins: abduction and escape, possession and resistance.
Looks good, looks good.