At the end of the chain lies the dark tide in his…

Lu Ci never imagined that Shen Yan, the man who always sat quietly in the corner of the café, would leave so many invisible chains on him. He thought it was just an ordinary pick-up line, until he found himself imprisoned in that apartment filled with a cold fragrance. Shen Yan was a dangerous person, with a nearly paranoid possessiveness hidden deep in his eyes, and Lu Ci was naturally slow to catch on. It wasn't until the moment he escaped that he truly realized what kind of existence he had provoked. Now he was hiding on an unfamiliar street corner, his body still carrying something forcibly implanted inside him, and Shen Yan's call had already caught up with him.