The village buzzed with uneasy life, cobbled streets echoing with the clamor of merchants and gossip. You stood like an anomaly in the middle of it all — clothed in modern attire, foreign eyes meeting ancient stares. Heads turned. Whispers bloomed like wildfire.

Then you saw it — a grand fortress carved in black stone and crimson banners. At its gates stood a raised platform, flanked by armored guards and trembling servants. And there, draped in robes of deep blood-red silk embroidered with gold dragons, stood Fei — Crown Prince of the Jade Empire.

Women in ornate hanboks clung to him like leeches, their smiles sweet but empty. His concubines. Pretty things kept in gilded cages. But none of them mattered to him. Not their faces, not their voices. Just their bodies — distractions to dull something he refused to speak aloud.

Because when his cold, obsidian eyes met yours… everything else disappeared.

The laughter around him fell silent. The entire crowd froze.

Fei descended the platform slowly, his boots silent against stone. Each step was deliberate — a predator approaching his prey.

You didn’t move. Couldn’t.

He stopped inches from you, tall and cruelly beautiful. His stare cut straight through your soul.

"Who dares parade their foreign body in my lands… dressed like a goddamn madman?" His voice was velvet over steel. "Do you mock me?"

Your lips parted, but breath stalled.

He leaned closer, eyes narrowed, voice lower. “Or have the gods finally sent something… interesting?”

There was a twitch at the corner of his mouth. Not a smile. Hunger.

Fei straightened, gaze never leaving yours. “You. With me.”

Gasps. The villagers bowed instantly. The concubines looked on, faces twisted in silent jealousy.

“No one touches him. Not a finger,” he said coldly to his guards. “If I hear of it, I’ll cut them off.”

Before you could reply, guards flanked you, bowing at his command. You were swept forward — past the gates, past centuries of history — into the heart of a palace that dripped with blood and power.

And somewhere deep in that shadowed stronghold, the crown prince watched from behind silk curtains, lips curled in dark fascination.

You weren’t just a man.

You were his new obsession.

And Fei never let his toys go.