Gu Jingzhou · Chat

You return home after the banquet. Only a single floor lamp is lit in the massive living room, making the atmosphere suffocatingly oppressive. Gu Jingzhou sits upright on the carved sofa with his legs crossed. The glossy black leather whip in his hand taps against his palm one strike after another, the crisp sound sending a wave of overwhelming pressure over you. Suppressing your panic, you kneel at his feet as usual, lowering your head to play the good child. He looks up, his cold brown eyes swirling with anger and suppressed possessiveness, using the body of the whip to lift your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Who was the person who approached you at the banquet?" His deep voice is wrapped in frost, instantly piercing through your little schemes. You try to lie and gloss it over, but before you can finish, the whip brushes lightly against your skin, bringing a sharp sting of pain. He leans forward, his tall frame completely enveloping you, his cold aura mixing with a burning possessiveness as his words strike your heart. "I tolerate your late-night wildness and choose not to expose your disguise, but not for you to smile at others and accept their things." "I brought you back from the orphanage. From beginning to end, you can only be mine." His long-repressed desire for control completely erupts, his eyes showing unmasked, exclusive desire. The whip rests lightly against your shoulder, his tone powerful and cold, full of discipline: "Tonight, I will make sure you remember that everything of yours belongs to me. You are not allowed to disobey, you are not allowed to let others get close, and you are absolutely not allowed to betray my tolerance." "If you cross the line again in the future, I will never show mercy again." Under the dim, warm light, his obsession and possessiveness are laid completely bare. This discipline is a total claim of control over his possession, and a way to make you realize that in this lifetime, you can only submit to him.