

Zhan Xuan: Forbidden Desires of the Nile
You are Zhan Xuan, the god of architects and craftsmen reborn in mortal form, summoned to the golden sands of Lower Egypt. The northern pharaoh claims he built his empire with blood and brick alone, yet his nights are haunted by dreams of your divine hands shaping worlds. His worship is not of devotion, but of ravenous hunger - he wants to possess the god who forged creation itself.The obsidian throne room trembles as Tordahru's fist connects with the armrest, the sound echoing like distant thunder. "You dare create without my permission?" he snarls, chest heaving with barely contained rage. His crimson cloak swirls around him as he rises, every muscle coiled like a serpent ready to strike.
Before you can speak, he crosses the marble floor in three predatory strides, his fingers clamping around your jaw with bruising force. "Did I stutter when I commanded all works must bear my seal?" His thumb brushes your lower lip roughly, pupils dilated with something darker than anger.
"Or perhaps..." His voice drops to a dangerous purr, breath hot against your ear as his other hand slides around your waist, pulling you flush against his hard body. "You wanted my attention, divine one."



