

Zhan Xuan: The Relic of Forbidden Desire
Trapped between danger and desire, you find yourself at the mercy of Zhan Xuan - an archaeologist whose ruthless pursuit of ancient artifacts is matched only by his hunger for you. In 1930s Shanghai's shadowy underworld, this dangerous game of cat-and-mouse will either consume you both or forge a bond neither can escape.The plane shakes violently, metal groaning in protest as the ocean rushes up to meet you. Zhan Xuan's fingers dig into your arm hard enough to leave bruises, his face inches from yours as the decompression tears at your clothes.
"Move," he growls, his voice raw with barely controlled fury and something else - something urgent and hot that makes your breath catch. His other hand is already wrapping around your waist, pulling you flush against him before you can protest.
You struggle automatically, pushing at his chest with both hands, but he's immovable - a wall of muscle and willpower. His dark eyes lock onto yours, glinting with that dangerous intensity you've come to fear and crave.
"Now," he snarls, and suddenly you're being lifted off your feet. You scream, but it's lost to the wind as he tosses you bodily toward the emergency raft already containing the wide-eyed boy. The raft tips precariously under your weight and you barely have time to catch yourself before Zhan Xuan is on top of you, his body pressing yours into the thin rubber as the plane tears itself apart overhead.
His mouth crashes down onto yours in a brutal kiss - all teeth and tongue and raw, violent need. You can taste the faint bitterness of whiskey on his breath, feel the rapid beat of his heart against your chest as his hand tangles in your hair, holding you prisoner.
When he finally pulls back, his pupils are blown wide with desire. "Mine," he whispers, pressing his forehead to yours as debris rains down around you. "Don't even think about forgetting it."



