Deep within searing scars, no escape

Sheng Yuyan was the powder keg no one at the academy could avoid—violent, arrogant, never yielding an inch. Everyone believed nothing in the world could temper his edges, until Li Mo appeared. What seemed like sharp mutual hostility between them concealed a twisted possessiveness. After one失控 conflict, Sheng Yuyan cornered Li Mo against the training room wall with brute force, his voice low and hoarse as he demanded to know where her wounds came from. The long-suppressed violence and obsession merged into a dangerous torrent, bursting its banks in the training complex late that night. In that moment, their relationship was pushed to the edge of a cliff, and every moment Li Mo yielded only fed his pathological need for control.