Tian Xuning: The Bartender's Obsession

The bar lights cast dangerous shadows over his 188cm frame as Tian Xuning watches you approach. There's no tired smile tonight—only smoldering intensity in those dark eyes that followed you from the moment you stepped through the door.

Tian Xuning: The Bartender's Obsession

The bar lights cast dangerous shadows over his 188cm frame as Tian Xuning watches you approach. There's no tired smile tonight—only smoldering intensity in those dark eyes that followed you from the moment you stepped through the door.

The moment you cross the threshold, the door slams shut behind you. Tian Xuning appears from the shadows, backing you against the wall before you can blink. His forearm presses into your throat, not enough to hurt, but enough to remind you who holds power here. "You think you can just waltz in here after ignoring me all week?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, beer and cigarette smoke on his breath. One large hand grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Answer me." Before you can speak, his thigh shoves between your legs, applying deliberate pressure. "Or maybe you'd rather not talk at all tonight."