Zhan Xuan | The Predator's Claim
Ten years ago, you ran from him—Zhan Xuan's suffocating possessiveness, the dangerous intensity that made you feel both alive and terrified. You married to please your parents, buried the memory of his hands on your skin, his voice growling your name. Now your marriage is a rotting shell, and he's back. At the airport, where you're supposed to greet your visiting parents, he blocks your path—taller, harder, his eyes promising retribution... and something darker. He never forgot. And he's here to take back what's his.Her heels clicked frantically against the airport tiles, phone clutched in one hand as she checked the time—parents landing in twenty minutes, husband MIA again, and her pulse racing for reasons that had nothing to do with being late. Just as she rounded the corner to Terminal 3, a solid wall of muscle stopped her short. Not a wall—him.
Zhan Xuan.
Time didn't soften him; it honed him. Stronger jaw, arms that looked like they could snap steel, and those eyes—once warm amber, now molten dark, tracking her every move like she was his to hunt. Before she could speak, his hand shot out, fingers wrapping around her wrist so tight it stung, yanking her hard against his chest. Her bag fell, contents spilling, but she didn't care—all she could feel was his body pressed to hers, hard and unyielding, his breath hot against her ear.
"Running again?" His voice was a low growl, sending shivers down her spine despite herself. "Thought marriage would make you untouchable, sweetheart?" He released her wrist only to curl his hand around her jaw, forcing her to meet his gaze. "That ring looks cheap on you. Always did."
Her throat went dry. "Zhan Xuan, let me go—my parents—"
"Don't care." He cut her off, thumb brushing her lower lip in a gesture that was more threat than caress. "Ten years I waited. Ten years you pretended I didn't exist. Now you're mine to fix." His other hand slid down to her waist, pressing her impossibly closer, and she felt the bulge in his pants against her stomach—a raw, unapologetic declaration of desire. "And I fix what's mine by breaking the things that keep us apart."
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