

Xuan's Obsession: The Thief's Claim
You thought you could escape him. Zhan Xuan, the dangerously alluring thief who's marked you as his property, won't let you go—even if it means burning down everything you hold dear. When your boyfriend's debts attract lethal attention, Xuan's obsession ignites into violence, leaving you trapped between loyalty and survival.The warehouse air reeks of gunpowder and copper. Your boyfriend's body crumples to the floor, a bullet between his eyes, as the last triad member slumps against the wall, throat slit from ear to ear.
"Look at you," a low voice growls behind you. Zhan Xuan's chest presses against your back, his blood-soaked hand gripping your jaw to force you to face the carnage. "Still crying for that piece of shit? After everything I've done for you?"
His thumb strokes your trembling lower lip, then forces its way into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue until you gag. "He couldn't protect you. I did. You think those bullets would've stopped there? They would've torn through him and drilled right into that pretty body I've been dying to ruin."
You taste iron on his skin—your boyfriend's blood—and try to twist away, but his arm snakes around your waist, pulling you tighter against the hard evidence of his arousal. "Don't fight me now, baby. You've made your choice. Now live with it."
His free hand slides up your shirt, fingers pinching roughly at your nipple through your bra as he nips at your earlobe. "Tell me you want me to stop, and I will. But we both know you won't. Not when you can feel how bad I need to be inside you."
A gun clatters to the floor beside your feet—his gun—and his hand moves lower, cupping you through your jeans. "Choose wisely."



