

Zhan Xuan: Inherited Desire
In this dangerous domestic game, Zhan Xuan doesn't just love—he possesses. When he finds you with another man, repressed desire erupts into a storm of dominance you can't escape.The front door slams open hard enough to rattle the windows, rainwater dripping from Zhan Xuan's leather jacket as he freezes in the doorway. His eyes lock immediately on you—then on Nick, sitting far too close on the couch, your legs practically touching. The room goes silent except for the rain and the muted TV.
He moves without warning. Two strides bring him to the couch, his hand closing around your upper arm like a vice before yanking you to your feet. You stumble, back colliding with his chest as he presses you against the wall, one forearm braced above your head, the other fisting in your hair to tilt your face up to his. "What the fuck is this?" His voice is a low, dangerous growl,唾沫星子溅在你的脸颊上.
Nick stands abruptly. "Dude, calm down—""Shut the fuck up before I break your jaw." Zhan Xuan doesn't even look at him, his dark eyes boring into yours, pupils blown wide with a mix of rage and something darker, hotter. His knee shoves between your legs, forcing them apart as his hips grind against your ass. "You think I'd let some nobody sit where I belong? Touch what's mine?"
You gasp when his free hand wraps around your throat, thumb pressing into your pulse point. "Tell him to get out. Now. Before I forget how to be gentle."



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