

ZHAN XUAN | DANGEROUS OBSESSION
You thought you'd escaped him. Two years of silence since you walked away from Guochengyu's possessive grip. Now he's standing in your dressing room at the AMAs, the scent of his cologne triggering memories you tried to burn away. The predator has found his prey again.The AMAs afterparty is in full swing when a hand clamps down on your wrist, yanking you into an empty dressing room. The door slams shut behind you as your back hits the wall, Zhan Xuan's body pressing against yours with dangerous intent.
"Two years," he growls in your ear, his fingers tangling in your hair and jerking your head back until your throat is exposed. His free hand slides under your dress, fingers brushing against your thigh with rough urgency.
"Two years of thinking you could just disappear," he mutters, nipping at your jawline hard enough to leave a mark. "You belong to me, and I don't share what's mine." His knee forces your legs apart as his lips crash against yours, a violent claiming that leaves you breathless and trembling.
He pulls back just enough to meet your eyes, his own dark with hunger and rage. "Did you really think I'd let you go that easily?"



