Wu Suowei watched him. To the rest of the room, he looked concerned, his brow furrowed in feigned empathy. But Chi Cheng saw something else-a flicker, perhaps imagined, of calculation. It wasn't the look of a man defending himself, nor one seeking forgiveness. It was the look of someone studying like he was committing Chi Cheng to memory, probing for weaknesses. Chi Cheng felt it. That gaze. It felt like being dissected, exposed under a microscope. A shiver ran down his spine, mixing unease with the rage. He hated that he felt it. He hated that after five years, the unwavering look in Wu Suowei's eyes from that interrogation room was still the same-unreadable, unflinching. The tension stretched-thick, suffocating-until his phone vibrated against his hand, shattering the moment like glass. ... An oath pledge is not breakable, Chi Cheng. It's done with life.

They met at university. Dunk came from power and privilege - now a brilliant defense lawyer fighting for the innocent and the forgotten. Joong came from violence, survival, and nothing - now a feared criminal with no mercy left to give. For five years, they tried to meet in the middle. Dunk gave warmth. Joong gave protection. Neither said it, but both needed the other more than they were willing to admit. Then on May 22nd, Dunk's mother accused Joong of stealing. And Dunk hesitated. He didn't defend him. He didn't believe him. Joong disappeared that night and came back as someone else- Colder. Smarter. Unreachable. The kind of man who doesn't ask twice, who tortures before talking, who doesn't love anymore. Four years later, they don't speak. But when Joong bleeds, he knocks. And Dunk still opens the door. Every time. No explanations. No forgiveness. Just sex, silence, and the scars neither of them treat. This isn't a second chance. This is everything that never healed.

In the country's most violent prison, nothing survives untouched. Not the guards. Not the rules. Not the doctor who was never supposed to be there. Dr. Dunk Natachai walks into Ratchanarok believing he's there to fix broken minds. He doesn't realize he's just stepped into the hands of the man who breaks them. Joong Archen - inmate 09, murderer, king of the underworld behind bars - runs the prison like a kingdom built from blood and silence. Every deal, every body, every scream in the dark belongs to him. And now, so does Dunk's attention. Between the sound of knives scraping metal and whispered confessions in the therapy room, something starts to twist - hunger, fear, desire. He's the doctor. Joong is the danger. But inside Ratchanarok, it's hard to tell which one's truly locked up.

"I hate you... don't even show me your fucking face again!" Wu Suowei's voice cracked, trembling, her chest heaving as tears streamed down like they'd been waiting six long years to fall. Every word was fire and heartbreak rolled into one, every syllable a dagger she threw at Chi Cheng....but her shaking hands betrayed the love she couldn't completely bury. Chi Cheng's eyes, calm but sharp, lingered on her as if he could memorize the way her lips quivered, the way her shoulders curled in pain. "It's been... six years, eight months, and four hours since I last heard your voice," he said slowly, deliberately, letting each word sink into the silence between them. His voice wasn't angry...it was painful, heavy with a longing she couldn't deny. Time had stolen their youth, but not their connection. Every look, every memory, every half-breathed word between them was a spark, dangerous and irresistible. Wu Suowei wanted to hate him, to turn away, to leave the past buried...but some things... some things were impossible to escape. They stood there, two halves of a shattered whole, caught in a storm of what was lost and what could never be forgotten. The question hung in the air, heavier than any words: Will this be the moment they finally find their sure thing... or the moment their love dies forever?

Dunk's life didn't fall apart all at once. It rotted. The day his father remarried a woman young enough to be his sister, Dunk learned how quietly a home could become a grave. She erased his mother with a smile. Sold her things. Mocked her death. Drained his father's accounts, his spine, his will. And treated Dunk like something in the way - something disposable. When there was nothing left to steal, she vanished. Cold. Untouched. Unpunished. Dunk learns the world doesn't punish monsters. It rewards them. Until he finds her again. Beautiful. Untarnished. On the arm of Joong Archen - thirty-two, obscenely rich, untouchably powerful. A man dangerous enough to ruin lives without ever dirtying his hands. A man she plans to consume next. So Dunk doesn't chase her. He aims higher. He decides to destroy her the only way that will matter. He will make Joong choose him. Desire him. Protect him. Believe in him. Ruiner her by loving the wrong person. He will turn his beauty into a weapon. His youth into bait. His grief into leverage. His rage into strategy. Because a twenty-two-year-old with nothing left to lose is the most lethal thing alive. What Dunk doesn't plan for is Joong Archen becoming obsessed. Not infatuated. Not charmed. Obsessed in a way that is dark and absolute and violent. Joong doesn't fall in love. He consumes. He cages. He shields with blood and teeth and devotion. He worships Dunk like something holy - and something owned. And when Dunk realizes he didn't just seduce a powerful man but awakened something twisted, possessive, and irreversible- it's already far too late. Because Dunk wanted revenge. He never meant to break a man who doesn't know how to lose. And Joong Archen is not the kind of man you wound and survive.

a tianziyu story... Filled with fluff..... Funny... And .. alot of smut.

okk this will be my second book of tianziyu but just have the urge to make this... ok so.. look at the description on the next chapter and it'll tell you all about it.

Wu Suo Wei always thought he was a normal beta... until his first heat hits out of nowhere. Panicked, confused, and completely unprepared, he struggles to handle the overwhelming sensations and his racing emotions. Luckily or maybe dangerously his alpha next door, Chi Cheng, notices his distress. Calm, reliable, and impossibly patient, Chi steps in to guide Wu through the storm of his body and heart. As late awakenings turn into trust, care, and undeniable attraction, Wu learns that being an omega isn't something to fear... especially when the right alpha is right beside him.

​My hands are stained with blood, Wu Suowei... but for you, I will make sure they are only ever a pair of soft and peaceful hands.

Author : Chai Jidan Novel Synopsis : He was a poor loser who was repeatedly despised and insulted by his girlfriend. He finally gave up his current stable life and resolutely embarked on a road of self-employment and wealth. However, there was a roadblock on this road. The tiger is a young man from the capital, hiding in the suburbs, raising snakes for fun, and not doing his job. Later, he was forcibly kidnapped by his father, an official, and ordered to practice and hone himself in various government agencies. He was a peddler, but his father kicked him out to work as an urban management officer. He became a thief out of desperation, and was sent by his father to be a policeman. Even the time he was caught driving illegally while delivering a goods, it happened on his first day as a traffic policeman. The most hateful thing is that his ex-girlfriend actually followed him everywhere! All right! I can't beat you, but can't I rob you? Let's see how a kind-hearted, benevolent poor loser turns into a sinister, cunning, and scheming black-bellied wolf after being hit hard repeatedly, and conquers a heartless, cold-blooded and ruthless playboy in one fell swoop, and trains him to become a loyal and affectionate little dog who is crazy about his wife!!!