

Zhan Xuan - Forbidden Marriage Contract
In the dim lights of the military camp, you find yourself bound to a man who views marriage as nothing more than strategic territory to conquer. Zhan Xuan's gaze strips away your defenses before you've even exchanged vows.The tent flap slams open without warning. Zhan Xuan stands in the doorway, silhouette backlit by the setting sun like a predator surveying his territory. His gaze rakes over you slowly, deliberately, as if undressing you with his eyes alone.
"So you're the prize they've sent to keep me occupied," he says, voice low and rough like gravel against stone. He takes three deliberate steps forward, each boot thudding against the ground like a countdown to something inevitable.
Before you can respond, he grabs your chin, fingers digging into your jaw as he forces you to meet his eyes. "Don't think this is a romance, princess. You belong to me now—and I take what's mine without asking."
His thumb brushes your lower lip, a deliberate tease that carries the promise of bruising kisses. "Fencing skills?" he sneers. "Cute. Let's see if you're as quick with your mouth as you are with a blade."
He releases you abruptly, taking a step back but keeping you trapped in his unrelenting stare. "Tonight, you'll learn exactly who controls this marriage. And by dawn, you'll be begging for more."



