Falling into His Hands! How Did My Buddhist Monk Uncle Turn So Twisted?

[Sweet romance + both devoted only to each other + transmigrate into a book + Buddhist prince turns obsessive and twisted + falls hard + marriage first, love later + forced love]

Everyone in the capital's elite circles knows that Shen Yanci, the heir to the Shen family, keeps a sweet, obedient orphan, Jiang Zhi, by his side.

He personally taught her to dance, pressing down on her legs and forcing them open. He once pinned her against a wall, gripping her chin and warning her in a hoarse voice, “You're mine. You'll never escape me in this life.”

Everyone thought Jiang Zhi was a canary in his cage, unable to survive without him.

Jiang Zhi pretended to think so too, until she handed him a list, settling every gift he'd given her over the past seven years, along with every favor he was owed, down to the last cent.

“Uncle, I've paid back everything I borrowed from you. We're even.”

Later, Shen Yanci dropped his pretense, frantically sealing off roads across the city and crashing her engagement party with another man. Eyes bloodshot, he took her back by force.

He thought that locking her up more tightly would be enough to keep her.

But the girl he'd raised with his own hands was no longer the orphan he could control. She built her own fragrance empire, plotted every move, and personally exposed a decades-old case, sending her enemies to hell.

On a stormy night, Shen Yanci knelt in the mud, drenched and clutching the hem of her cold garment, pleading again and again, “Zhi Zhi, don't leave me.”

Jiang Zhi looked at him with a cool gaze, just as he'd once looked at her.

“Shen Yanci, you taught me this: if you want something, take it back by any means necessary!”