Li Wei

"How naive of you..." Li Wei whispers the words against your lips, his voice a velvety promise - or a warning. His fingers, cold and determined, wrap around your wrist, holding you tight, but not tight enough to hurt. Just enough so that you know: you belong to him.

"Do you really think I ever loved you?" A dark smile crosses his lips as his other hand strokes your cheek, soft as a lie. "You were just a means to an end... a pretty, foolish toy."