Let Me Have a Sniff

[The actual story has strayed too far from what I originally wanted to write, so revisions are on hold.]

Bai Zhenzhu is just like his name: beautiful, with an androgynous appearance.

Because of his looks, his father sold him off to curry favor with the powerful, forcing him to become the male spouse of a wealthy old man.

On their wedding night, the other man handed him two agreements without expression.

One was a marital agreement, the other a divorce agreement.

They included unusual clauses such as not being allowed to touch each other's bodies during the marriage, as well as a divorce after three years, when Bai Zhenzhu would receive an astronomical settlement.

Bai Zhenzhu looked at the settlement, worth several times the assets of the entire Bai family

Money, money, money, money, money! I have to sign!

This isn't some old man. He's the God of Wealth!

-

After the wedding, Bai Zhenzhu quickly realized his position: an employee.

His boss was Yan Shiyuan, his partner in name only.

For a salary that astronomical, he had to anticipate his boss's every need and worry, check in on him every day, and never leave no matter how much he was pushed away or scolded. If his boss said go east, he couldn't go west; if his boss said white was black, then white was black.

After Bai Zhenzhu sent him 800 messages a day to check on him, they added another clause to the marital agreement: he could send only one message a day.

Bai Zhenzhu: Good night.

Yan Shiyuan never replied.

Then one day, Yan Shiyuan stopped receiving good-night messages, and Bai Zhenzhu started avoiding him all day long.

Yan Shiyuan's patience ran out. He cornered Bai Zhenzhu and pressed a hand to the back of his neck. "Zhenzhu, why did you stop messaging me?"

Bai Zhenzhu's attention was fixed on Yan Shiyuan's hand. "You touched me first, so you can't say I broke the agreement and dock my pay!"

Yan Shiyuan: ...

-

Yan Shiyuan survived a major car accident, but was left paralyzed in both legs.

After waking up, he seized control of the Yan family with an iron fist, becoming increasingly gloomy and unpredictable.

The accident left him with more than an injured leg. He also developed severe phantom smells.

A faint stench seemed to linger throughout the world.

-

Yan Shiyuan had known for a long time that something was wrong with him.

His excessive possessiveness and desire for control had become pathological.

He believed he could control others and himself, and even suppress his own skin hunger.

He kept his instincts and desires under control and never touched anyone.

The phantom smells after the accident helped him put that problem behind him for good.

But he never expected that

Bai Zhenzhu would smell like sweet orange.

And the closer Bai Zhenzhu got, the more Yan Shiyuan lost control.

-

Three years later.

Yan Shiyuan grabbed Bai Zhenzhu by the waist and pulled him into his arms, burying his face in his neck to inhale his scent and kiss him. His voice was low. "Zhenzhu, let me smell you."

Bai Zhenzhu gave a light cough. "We're supposed to get divorced this year."

The hand around his waist tightened abruptly, and Bai Zhenzhu felt the world spin.

When he came to again, Yan Shiyuan asked softly, "Zhenzhu, do you still want a divorce?"

Bai Zhenzhu trembled, weak and on the verge of tears. "N-no. I don't want one anymore."

■ A gloomy, possessive, controlling top x a beautiful, sunny bottom who learns that provoking him is like poking a hornet's nest

■ The top is twelve years older than the bottom

Theme: In this vast sea of people, there is always someone destined for you.