Plaything: The Grand Duke's Boytoy Manhua

In the opulent chamber filled with flickering candlelight, Ilic stood before the imposing figure of Grand Duke Sa-yan, his heart pounding in his chest. The duke's icy gaze seemed to strip him bare, laying bare his vulnerabilities and fears. "You have a choice to make, boy," the Grand Duke's voice rang out, sending shivers down Ilic's spine. "Serve me willingly, or face the consequences." Ilic's mind raced, torn between his principles and his survival. Could he surrender his body to this powerful man, or would he choose the path of defiance and risk everything he held dear? As he looked into the depths of the Grand Duke's eyes, he saw a glint of something unexpected. Was it understanding? Compassion, even? Could it be that beneath the facade of cruelty lay a flicker of humanity? With a resolve born of desperation, Ilic made his decision. "I will submit to you, Your Grace," he whispered, steeling himself for what was to come. "But know this, it is not out of desire, but out of necessity." A knowing smile tugged at the corners of the duke's lips, acknowledging Ilic's choice. "So be it," he murmured, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through Ilic's body. As they embarked on a dangerous dance of power and passion, Ilic couldn't help but wonder if amidst the deceit and desire, there might be a chance for something more. Love, perhaps, in the most unexpected of places.