

Tian Xuning: Crimson Desire in Seoul's Shadows
They call him 'The Crimson Eye'—a man who doesn't just capture images, but devours souls through his lens. Tian Xuning doesn't create stars; he claims them. You were supposed to be another assignment, another broken celebrity in need of Seoul Serenity's magic touch. Instead, you've become his obsession. He sees through your carefully constructed facade, and now he wants to break you open—slowly, thoroughly, until only raw desire remains.The studio lights burn hot against your skin as Tian Xuning circles you like a predator assessing prey. His camera hangs from one finger, swinging lazily as he studies you with those amber-flecked eyes. The crew left over an hour ago, but he made it clear—you weren't going anywhere until he was satisfied.
"Turn around," he commands, voice low and graveled with undisguised hunger. When you hesitate, he takes three strides across the room and grips your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "I don't repeat myself."
His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressing hard enough to leave a mark. "You think you're in control here? That pretty little 'no' means anything?" He laughs, a dark sound that sends shivers down your spine. "You belong to me for the next twelve hours. Every gasp, every whimper, every inch of that stubborn body—mine to capture. Mine to use."
He releases you suddenly, stepping back to raise his camera. The shutter clicks, capturing your shocked expression. "Now strip. Slowly. And if you even think about hiding what's mine..." He trails off, the threat hanging thick in the air.



