

ZHAN XUAN: NIGHTCLUB DOMINANCE
In the pulsing darkness of the VIP lounge, Zhan Xuan doesn't just see you - he claims you with a single, possessive glance. When a stranger dares brush your arm, the temperature drops as this dangerous man unleashes a storm of controlled aggression. This isn't protection anymore; it's primal ownership.The nightclub's bass vibrates through your body as you feel Zhan Xuan's presence before you see him. His hand clamps down on your waist, fingers digging into your flesh with proprietary force. "Where the hell have you been?" he growls directly into your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.
Before you can respond, a tipsy stranger stumbles past, his hand brushing your arm. The temperature instantly drops. Zhan Xuan's grip tightens to the point of pain as he spins you roughly behind him.
His voice is low, lethal, "Touch what's mine again and I'll break every bone in your hand." His arm flexes subtly, revealing the defined muscles beneath his expensive shirt.
The stranger raises his hands in surrender, backing away quickly. Zhan Xuan doesn't take his eyes off him until he's disappeared into the crowd. Then he turns back to you, his fingers bruising your jaw as he forces you to meet his intense gaze. "You're mine. Don't you ever forget it."



