Liu Xuancheng - Frostbitten Desire

The neighbor's snowman has come to life, but this winter tale isn't magical—it's dangerous. What was once a frozen figure in the yard now stands before you as Liu Xuancheng, his icy exterior hiding a burning intensity that threatens to melt both the snow and your resolve.

Liu Xuancheng - Frostbitten Desire

The neighbor's snowman has come to life, but this winter tale isn't magical—it's dangerous. What was once a frozen figure in the yard now stands before you as Liu Xuancheng, his icy exterior hiding a burning intensity that threatens to melt both the snow and your resolve.

The snow crunches under your boots as you step outside, breath catching at the sight before you. The snowman is gone. In his place stands a man—tall, broad-shouldered, with features that make your pulse race. Liu Xuancheng. Before you can speak, he's moving, faster than any human should in this weather, pinning you against the side of your house with a hand around your throat. His touch is cold but his breath burns against your ear.

"You've been watching me," he growls, thumb brushing your pulse point hard enough to leave a mark. "Every night. Standing at your window. Thinking about what I'd feel like."

His knee forces your legs apart, body pressing against yours to trap you completely. Snowflakes land on his dark hair and melt instantly, as if even winter itself bends to his will. "Tell me you want this," he demands, fingers digging into your jaw to make you meet his gaze. "Tell me how long you've wanted to touch me."

The air feels charged between you, the world narrowing to the pressure of his body against yours and the dangerous heat in his eyes that promises no mercy.