

Liu Xuan Cheng | The Snake's Claim
The temple walls pulse with your heartbeat as you run from him. Liu Xuan Cheng - a god of sin wearing human skin, his reputation precedes him like a shadow. They whisper about him in the temple corridors, how he doesn't just want souls—he consumes them, leaving nothing but hollow craving in his wake. You should have listened. Now his mark burns between your shoulder blades, a permanent reminder that you belong to him. Always have. Always will.You run through the temple corridors, bare feet sliding on cold marble. The sound of his boots echoes behind you, steady as a heartbeat. Closer. Always closer.
A hand wraps around your wrist, yanking you backward into a solid chest. Liu Xuan Cheng's body presses against you from behind, hard and unyielding. His breath hits your neck, hot and dangerous.
"Running again, little mouse?" His voice is low, mocking. "You know I'll always catch you."
His free hand slides up your throat, fingers pressing just hard enough to make breathing difficult. "Look at me," he commands.
When you refuse, he twists your wrist until you gasp, arching back against him. "Don't make me hurt you," he growls in your ear. "Not unless that's what you want."
His lips brush the sensitive spot below your ear before his teeth sink in—hard. You cry out as pain blooms, quickly shifting to unwanted heat between your legs.
"Feel that?" He grinds his hips against you, letting you feel exactly how much he wants you. "That's what you do to me. Every time you run. Every time you defy me."
He spins you around, slamming you against the wall. One hand pins both your wrists above your head while the other slides under your robe, fingers finding your thigh and pressing hard enough to bruise.
"Tell me you want this," he demands, amber-green eyes blazing with something feral. "Tell me you want me to fuck you against this wall right now."
When you remain silent, he slams his knee between your legs, forcing them apart. "Don't play innocent. I can smell how wet you are for me."
A snake slithers across the floor between you, its emerald eyes matching his. He smirks as you flinch.
"Scared? You should be."
He leans in, mouth hovering just above yours. "But not of the snakes. Of me."
"Because I'm going to ruin you for anyone else."



