I Lost My Cover While Writing the Plot, and the Brooding Guy Made Me Study in His Arms

[Sweet romance + devoted to each other + college campus + light comedy + a hint of coercion]

[Hypocritical, secretly twisted senior X outwardly innocent, inwardly naughty, gentle junior]

In Chen He'an's eyes, Shen Wanchi is always as gentle and refined as jade, polite and considerate to everyone, including her.

That is, until she accidentally gets drunk and falls into his arms one night.

When she wakes, something icy tightens around her ankle, a delicate metal chain fastened firmly in place.

A tall, imposing figure looms over her.

The young man kneels before her, fingertips stroking her fair ankle, his touch scorching with a love that seems on the verge of losing control.

“Let me in. Control me. I'm willing to be your puppet.”

Chen He'an looks up in shock.

Those are the words she wrote in her novel.

And now this proud, aloof senior, so composed in front of everyone else, is tightening the chain inch by inch with the hands she loves most, his voice steeped in humble pleading.

“Baby.”

“Please, look only at me.”

“Will you love only me?”

-

Happiness was never meant for Shen Wanchi.

His mother despised him from birth, and his father treated him like a disgrace. Yet both of them wanted to control him and use him for their own ends.

There was no such thing as good fortune in his world.

Until a girl appeared. In the darkness, she reached out and pulled him toward the light.

From then on, he revolved around her alone.

And she could belong only to Shen Wanchi.

He locked away his dark side beneath his skin, put on a gentle mask, and made his way to her step by step, before drawing her into his world.

So that night, as he kissed the curve of her ear in a frenzy, he whispered hoarsely,

“Baby, welcome to my world.”

He had spent too long crawling through the mud. Now that he had finally found a piece of candy, how could he ever let it go?