Fragile mermaid heroine x gentle yet domineering hero
Both virgins | Slightly yuri heroine | Coercive pursuit | The hero is tormented in body and mind
[1] Alia had snow-white skin and long hair like seaweed. Her silver tail swept across the water, captivating the entire ocean.
One stormy night, she was hauled aboard by a reckless yacht and trapped there.
A man named Drovier appeared, saying he would take her home.
He fed her, brushed her long hair, and kept her company all day in the lightless cabin. He fashioned her tops and skirts from piles of silk and gauze.
He cared for her tenderly until she trusted him enough to shed her tail and reveal her long, pale legs.
But she failed to notice the possessiveness growing in Drovier's eyes.
Drovier drifted with her across the sea for a long time, until Alia began to worry she would get lost in the ocean and never find her way home.
One day, she finally could not resist opening the porthole. Before her eyes stretched an endless expanse of green grass.
Alia's heart sank.
Before her lay land.
There was no joy or excitement at seeing a dream come true. Her heart thudded, and she sank to the floor, trembling with cold.
"Baby," the man murmured, wrapping his arms around her from behind as his warm palm stroked her soft belly. "Stay by my side, won't you?"
"Right here on land, let's forget the sea. Can we?"
He lifted her from the cold floor as though nothing had happened. He cared for her as he always had, while keeping her under restraint: he would not let her stay in the water for long, nor allow her to turn back into a mermaid on her own.
And every night, he held her close as they tangled together.
Until the day Drovier ran into trouble.
Alia escaped the ruined villa and plunged into the river with a splash. The moment Drovier jumped into the water, she vanished without a trace.
[2] Storms often strike a certain stretch of ocean.
Its fish and shrimp are plentiful, and people say that on clear, starry nights, bewitchingly strange singing can often be heard there.
But shipwrecks happen frequently, and no one dares go near.
Mr. Drovier, the most prominent tycoon in Country A, disappeared at sea for half a month. Online rumors claimed he had entered the mysterious waters and died there.
In the third month after Alia returned to the ocean, she began to hear the sound of a conch shell frequently in her dreams.
In a daze, she would find herself on the surface of the sea while still asleep.
In the distance, she saw a familiar man.
-2026.01.01
Theme: Love can always build a high wall, with moonlight shining through to leave you wounded from head to toe.
