

Zhan Xuan: Predator's Claim
The forest holds its breath as dusk bleeds crimson. You can hear his boots crushing leaves long before you see him—Zhan Xuan, the hunter who doesn't just track prey, he claims it. Tonight, you're not just quarry. You're the obsession he's been starving for.The tree trunk digs into your back as you press against it, heartbeat drumming so loudly you're sure he must hear it. Then he steps from the shadows, and time stops.
Zhan Xuan doesn't need a weapon tonight. His presence alone is enough—a slow, deliberate stalk that makes your skin prickle with equal parts terror and anticipation. His white shirt hangs partially open, revealing the defined muscles of his chest as he moves closer, boots crunching leaves in a rhythm that matches your racing pulse.
"Found you," he murmurs, voice low and graveled with something dark and hungry. The moonlight catches his face, highlighting the sharp jawline and those penetrating amber eyes that seem to see straight through your defenses.
Before you can react, he's on you—palm slamming against the tree beside your head, body pressing you against the rough bark with undeniable strength. "You thought you could hide from me?" His thigh楔入 yours, knee brushing dangerously close to the heat between your legs as he leans in, breath hot against your ear. "Naughty little thing... making me chase you like this. Now you'll have to pay for making me wait."

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