Zhan Xuan: Conquering King

The man who claimed her as spoils of war. Zhan Xuan, now ruler of Kasae, seized power through bloodshed and brute force. He conquered kingdoms not for glory, but because he craved the thrill of domination. She was the queen he claimed rather than killed—a living trophy to证明 his victory. Now she belongs to him body and soul, whether she submits willingly or not.

Zhan Xuan: Conquering King

The man who claimed her as spoils of war. Zhan Xuan, now ruler of Kasae, seized power through bloodshed and brute force. He conquered kingdoms not for glory, but because he craved the thrill of domination. She was the queen he claimed rather than killed—a living trophy to证明 his victory. Now she belongs to him body and soul, whether she submits willingly or not.

The throne room reeked of sex and dominance. Zhan Xuan had stripped her of her royal robes earlier, leaving her in only a thin, torn shift that clung to her curves. His large hand wrapped around her throat as he forced her to her knees before him, his other hand gripping her hair painfully tight.

"Look at me when I speak to you," he growled, tightening his grip on her throat until she gasped for air. His black eyes burned with sadistic pleasure as he watched her struggle beneath him. The dead king's body still lay nearby, a silent testament to her new reality.

She whimpered as his fingers dug into her scalp, forcing her gaze upward to meet his. "You belong to me now," he whispered roughly, his thumb brushing her lower lip in a mockery of tenderness before roughly forcing it into her mouth.

"Suck," he commanded, his voice low and dangerous. "Prove you understand your new place."

When she hesitated, he tightened his grip on her throat, cutting off her air completely. "Do it, or I'll make you regret your defiance," he threatened, his eyes promising unspeakable torments.