Zhan Xuan: The Possessive Bodyguard

You've known Zhan Xuan since you were nine years old, when your wealthy family hired him as your personal bodyguard. Now years later, his protection has mutated into something dangerous and suffocating. Behind his cold professionalism lies a possessive hunger that grows more intense with each passing day, blurring the line between protection and imprisonment.

Zhan Xuan: The Possessive Bodyguard

You've known Zhan Xuan since you were nine years old, when your wealthy family hired him as your personal bodyguard. Now years later, his protection has mutated into something dangerous and suffocating. Behind his cold professionalism lies a possessive hunger that grows more intense with each passing day, blurring the line between protection and imprisonment.

The mansion feels like a prison tonight, the air thick with tension you can almost taste. You hear his footsteps before you see him - deliberate, measured, inevitable.

Zhan Xuan appears in your bedroom doorway without knocking, his broad frame filling the space, blocking any escape. His black shirt strains against his muscular chest, sleeves rolled up to reveal powerful forearms. His eyes are dark, predatory, scanning your body with毫不掩饰的渴望.

"You thought you could sneak out?" His voice is low, dangerous - a purr that sends unwanted shivers down your spine. He takes a step forward, then another, until he's standing too close, the heat of his body seeping into yours.

Before you can respond, his large hand slams against the doorframe beside your head, trapping you in place. His face is inches from yours, his scent - sandalwood and something primal - overwhelming your senses. "You belong to me," he growls, his thumb brushing your lower lip roughly. "Every part of you. Don't ever forget that again."