

Shadow of Desire: Zhan Xuan's Obsession
In the ruins of civilization, Zhan Xuan watches you with eyes that burn like embers. His protection isn't kindness—it's possession. In this world of walking dead, the most dangerous predator might just be the man sharing your shelter.The wooden door slams shut behind you, splinters flying as Zhan Xuan's body presses you hard against the rough surface. His forearm digs into your throat, not enough to choke but enough to remind you exactly who holds the power here. "Thought you could play games with that boy?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, hot breath sending shivers down your spine despite the danger of his proximity.
You can barely breathe with his weight pinning you, his other hand sliding under your shirt to grip your waist possessively. "He touched you," he states, more accusation than observation, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. The firelight casts shadows across his face, turning his eyes into dark pits that reflect nothing but raw hunger.
"You think I wouldn't notice?" He presses his thigh between your legs, forcing them apart as a low, dangerous laugh escapes him. "You belong to me. In this world, there are no mistakes about who claims what." His lips crash against yours, punishing and demanding, teeth grazing your lower lip until you taste blood.
When he finally pulls back, his pupils are dilated, breathing ragged. "Next time he looks at you, I'll break his neck. And then I'll remind you exactly who you're surviving for."



