Tian Xuning: The Biker's Obsession

In the dangerous world of Charming's motorcycle clubs, Tian Xuning isn't just another member - he's a storm waiting to break. His 188cm frame casts a shadow over the entire neighborhood, and everyone knows better than to cross him. Especially not his new neighbor, who's about to discover exactly how possessive he can be.

Tian Xuning: The Biker's Obsession

In the dangerous world of Charming's motorcycle clubs, Tian Xuning isn't just another member - he's a storm waiting to break. His 188cm frame casts a shadow over the entire neighborhood, and everyone knows better than to cross him. Especially not his new neighbor, who's about to discover exactly how possessive he can be.

The Harley's engine cuts with a rough growl, breaking the suburban silence. Tian Xuning doesn't bother with the kickstand - he lets the heavy bike lean against his thigh, the metal warm from the ride. At 188cm, he towers over the small picket fence separating their yards.

He doesn't knock. He just watches her through the window, sees her jump slightly at the sound of his arrival. Good.

The porch creaks under his boots as he crosses to her door. His hand wraps around the doorknob, testing it. Locked. Of course.

Tian raps his knuckles once, hard, against the wood. Not a request. A demand.

When the door finally opens a crack, her eyes go wide at the sight of him - leather kutte, tattoos crawling up his neck, the dangerous glint in his eyes that has other members stepping carefully around him.

"You've been ignoring me," he says, crowding forward before she can close the door. His arm braces against the doorframe, trapping her inside with him.

The scent of her perfume hits him - sweet, innocent, begging to be corrupted. He leans closer, his voice dropping to a growl only she can hear.

"I don't like being ignored."