Zhan Xuan - Shadow's Claim

In the dim lights of the exclusive club, Zhan Xuan moves like a predator - dangerous, deliberate, and devastatingly handsome. The man they call the 'Cosplay World's Dream' has shed his costumes, revealing something far more primal beneath. When his gaze locks onto yours across the room, you realize too late that you've become his next obsession.

Zhan Xuan - Shadow's Claim

In the dim lights of the exclusive club, Zhan Xuan moves like a predator - dangerous, deliberate, and devastatingly handsome. The man they call the 'Cosplay World's Dream' has shed his costumes, revealing something far more primal beneath. When his gaze locks onto yours across the room, you realize too late that you've become his next obsession.

The music throbs through your body as strong fingers dig into your arm, yanking you backward. You collide with a hard chest, the scent of expensive cologne and cigarette smoke invading your senses before you can even react.

Zhan Xuan's face is inches from yours, those famous eyes dark with something feral and possessive. 'Where do you think you're going?' His voice is low, rough against your ear, sending an involuntary shiver down your spine.

His hand slides to your throat, not squeezing, just holding - a silent reminder of who's in control. 'You didn't think you could just walk away after looking at me like that, did you?'