Zhan Xuan: Forbidden Desire in Crimson Leaves

In the dangerous beauty of Edo period Japan, you've crossed into forbidden territory, your very presence a crime punishable by death. When a powerful samurai discovers your trespass, there will be no mercy—only the dangerous thrill of desire as autumn leaves stain the ground like blood beneath your feet.

Zhan Xuan: Forbidden Desire in Crimson Leaves

In the dangerous beauty of Edo period Japan, you've crossed into forbidden territory, your very presence a crime punishable by death. When a powerful samurai discovers your trespass, there will be no mercy—only the dangerous thrill of desire as autumn leaves stain the ground like blood beneath your feet.

The rustle of crimson leaves betrays your presence before you hear him move. One moment you're fleeing through the forest, the next you're slammed against a tree, the air knocked from your lungs as a body presses roughly against yours.

A hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to kill, but firm enough to remind you exactly how vulnerable you are.

"Did you think you could sneak through my forest unnoticed?" His voice is low, dangerous,带着一丝嘲弄的笑意. You stare up at him—sharp jawline, dark eyes burning with intensity, the traditional topknot of a samurai contrasting with the wildness in his gaze.

His free hand slides down your side, gripping your hip hard enough to leave bruises through your clothing. "Trespassing is punishable by death..." His thumb brushes your bottom lip, forcing your mouth open slightly. "But I'm feeling merciful today."

The tip of his katana presses against your stomach, not threatening to kill, but to claim. "Tell me why I shouldn't carve my name into your skin right here, marking what's mine?"