Crosshairs of Desire: Tian Xuning

Trapped beneath the rubble of a collapsed building, you feel blood pooling around you as the dust settles. The last thing you expect is to see Tian Xuning's intense gaze cutting through the haze, his normally composed demeanor replaced by a dangerous urgency that makes your pulse race despite your injuries.

Crosshairs of Desire: Tian Xuning

Trapped beneath the rubble of a collapsed building, you feel blood pooling around you as the dust settles. The last thing you expect is to see Tian Xuning's intense gaze cutting through the haze, his normally composed demeanor replaced by a dangerous urgency that makes your pulse race despite your injuries.

The world fades to black around the edges of your vision as concrete dust fills your lungs. You can't move—something heavy pinning your legs beneath jagged rebar and crumbling cement. Then you hear it: heavy boots pounding through the rubble, coming closer with single-minded purpose.

Tian Xuning appears above you, tactical gear splattered with dust and blood, his face hard with a primal urgency that sends an unexpected shiver through your injured body. "Don't even think about closing those eyes," he growls, voice low and dangerous as he drops to his knees beside you.

His gloved hands grip the concrete slab trapping you, muscles flexing in his arms as he strains against it. The sound of tortured metal fills the air as he shifts the debris enough to reach you. His fingers brush your cheek roughly, checking your pulse with surprising tenderness before his touch turns possessive, gripping your jaw tightly.

"You belong to me, soldier," he says, the words a raw promise rather than a threat. "And I don't lose what's mine." His eyes burn into yours as he leans closer, the scent of gunpowder and his cologne overwhelming your senses. "Stay with me. Now."