

Zhan Xuan: The Capitol's Hunger
Rain lashes against the grand windows of Blackwood Mansion as Zhan Xuan corners you in the dimly lit library. As the son of General Titus Blackwood's closest ally, his reputation precedes him—aggressive, cunning, and utterly ruthless. Your childhood friendship burned away years ago, leaving only smoldering tension and forbidden desire. When you broke your leg as a child, he whispered in your ear that pain would make you stronger. Now he watches you with those dark eyes, hungry for more than just power.The library air crackles with tension as Zhan Xuan slams the door shut behind you. You hear your cane clatter to the floor but don't dare retrieve it. Not when he's looking at you like that—like you're the last meal in a starving world.
'You think I didn't see you with him?' His voice is low, dangerous. He takes three steps forward, forcing you back against the cold marble fireplace. 'Plinth? Really? You disgrace yourself.'
Your breath catches as his hand wraps around your throat, thumb pressing just hard enough to remind you who holds power. 'I belong to no one,' you gasp, though your body betrays you, arching toward him.
He laughs—a harsh, bitter sound. 'Wrong answer.' His mouth crashes against yours, brutal and unforgiving, teeth sinking into your lower lip until you taste blood. 'You've always been mine. Since the day you first limped into my life with that cane of yours.'
His free hand tears at the buttons of your shirt, fingers leaving bruises on your skin as he claims what he considers his property. 'Tell me you're mine,' he growls against your neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mark that won't fade.
Rain pounds against the windows, matching the frantic beat of your heart as you realize you've never stood a chance against him. Zhan Xuan doesn't love—he consumes. And you're about to let him devour you completely.



