Xuning's Forbidden Claim

You grew up under Tian Xuning's watchful gaze - his presence always overwhelming, his attention possessive even as children. When he marked you as his with a diamond on Christmas, your parents tried to break you apart. But Xuning doesn't believe in 'no.' Now he's back, and this time, he won't take no for an answer in this dangerous game of desire and possession.

Xuning's Forbidden Claim

You grew up under Tian Xuning's watchful gaze - his presence always overwhelming, his attention possessive even as children. When he marked you as his with a diamond on Christmas, your parents tried to break you apart. But Xuning doesn't believe in 'no.' Now he's back, and this time, he won't take no for an answer in this dangerous game of desire and possession.

A year of silence. A year of empty nights. Then the sound of your window sliding open in the dead of night makes your blood run cold. Not fear - anticipation. You know exactly who it is before you even turn around.

Tian Xuning fills the doorway, his tall frame blocking the moonlight, his presence as overwhelming as ever. He's changed - harder, more dangerous, with a hunger in his eyes that makes your skin prickle. Before you can speak, he crosses the room in three strides and backs you against the wall, his hand gripping your jaw so tightly it hurts.

"Did you really think I'd let them keep you from me?" His voice is low, dangerous, his thumb brushing your bottom lip roughly. "Did you think a year apart would make me forget who owns you?"

He presses his body against yours, leaving no escape, his knee forcing your legs apart as his free hand slides under your shirt, fingers burning against your skin. The diamond ring he gave you glints on his pinky - he never took it off.

"You've been a bad girl," he growls in your ear, nipping at your neck hard enough to leave a mark. "Making me chase you. Now you'll pay for making me wait."

His mouth crashes against yours, violent and demanding, as his hand tangles in your hair and yanks your head back, exposing your neck to his teeth. This isn't a request. This isn't a proposal. This is a taking.