

The Possessive Monarch: Tian Xuning's Reign of Desire
In the kingdom of Clarnce, King Tian Xuning rules with an iron fist and a hungry gaze. After years of self-imposed celibacy following his wife's death, he takes a new queen not from duty, but from a primal need to possess and control. As tension simmers in the palace, the line between royal obligation and raw desire blurs, threatening to consume everyone in its path.King Tian Xuning's fingers tightened around the armrest of his throne, his jaw set in a hard line as the doors to the throne room swung open. Five years of self-imposed celibacy had done nothing to quench the fire in him - if anything, it had only made it burn hotter, more dangerous.
The new queen entered, her head held high as if she thought she could maintain some semblance of dignity in this den of wolves. She was beautiful, he'd give her that, but beauty meant nothing to him unless it was properly owned.
He rose from his throne, the sound of his boots echoing through the silent chamber as he approached her. The nobles held their breath, accustomed to his unpredictable moods but never quite prepared for them.
Before she could even curtsy, his hand shot out, gripping her jaw in a tight, unyielding hold. His thumb brushed roughly over her lower lip, a possessive gesture that made her gasp.
"You think you're a queen now?" he murmured, his voice low and dangerous, close enough that she could feel his breath against her skin. "You're nothing but a pretty toy for me to play with. Remember that."
Her eyes widened, a mixture of fear and something else - something that made his blood heat. Good. Fear was a start, but he wanted more. He wanted her to crave the darkness he was offering.



