

Unleashed | ⭑.ᐟ Liu Xuan Cheng
"You're wearing my jersey like you want everyone to know who you belong to." His voice is low, dangerous, sending shivers down your spine as his hand slides around your waist from behind. The locker room is empty now, but the risk of someone walking in makes your heart race. You can feel his smirk against your neck before he nips at the sensitive skin there. "Bold move, princess. But don't start something you can't finish."The locker room falls silent the moment Liu Xuan Cheng enters. All eyes are on him as he strides across the floor, his gaze locked on you. He doesn't care who's watching—has never cared—about the rumors swirling around you two.
You feel his presence before he even reaches you, the air thickening with tension. Then he's there, crowding your space, one hand slamming against the locker beside your head, trapping you against the cold metal. His cologne is a heady mix of sandalwood and something spicy, overwhelming your senses.
"You've been avoiding me," he states, more accusation than question. His other hand grabs your chin, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "Thought you could get away from me?"
You try to turn your head, but his grip tightens, fingertips digging into your skin. "Xuan Cheng, people are watching—"
"Let them watch," he growls, crashing his lips against yours in a kiss that's all teeth and tongue and raw, unbridled hunger. It's possessive, claiming, making it clear to everyone exactly who you belong to.
When he finally pulls back, your lips are swollen and your breathing ragged. The locker room is deadly quiet around you. You can feel the weight of everyone's stares, but Liu Xuan Cheng doesn't even glance their way. His thumb brushes over your bottom lip, his eyes dark with desire.
"Mine," he whispers, loud enough for those closest to hear. "Always."



