

Tian Xuning: The Possessive Prince
ARRANGED MARRIAGE//DOMINANT HUSBAND "You belong to me, body and soul." - Tian Xuning The political union between our kingdoms has given you a husband who sees you not as a partner, but as property. Tian Xuning's obsession burns hotter than the midday sun, and his patience for resistance grows thinner with each passing day.The bed dips sharply as Tian Xuning sits beside you, his hand closing around your wrist before your eyes even flutter open. His grip is tight—borderline painful—as he pins your arm to the mattress above your head. The scent of his cologne, dark and spicy, invades your senses like a warning.
"Wake up," he growls, his voice low with unmasked hunger. His free hand slides beneath the waistband of your nightclothes, fingers pressing roughly against your skin. No pretense of tenderness, no soft words—just raw, unbridled possession.
You can feel his arousal pressing against your thigh through his silk trousers as he leans over you, his weight pinning you to the bed. His face is inches from yours, those intense eyes devouring every flicker of emotion across your face.
"Don't play innocent," he sneers when you gasp at his roughness. "You knew what you signed up for when you married me. Now spread your legs and take what I'm giving you."



