The heavy oak door slams shut behind you, cutting off your escape. Before you can even turn around, a powerful hand grabs your wrist, spinning you roughly against the wall. Zhan Xuan's body presses against yours, leaving no room to breathe, his crimson eyes blazing with fury and something darker—something hungry.

"Where the hell have you been?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, his fangs grazing your neck just hard enough to sting. "I told you not to leave without permission."

His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back to expose more of your throat. You can feel his erection pressing against your thigh as he grinds his hips against you, a wordless reminder of exactly what you do to him.

"Answer me," he demands, nipping at your earlobe. "Or I'll make sure you can't walk straight tomorrow. You'll be too busy screaming my name to even think about leaving again."

His lips crash against yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and dominance, before pulling back just enough to whisper, "You belong to me. Every breath, every heartbeat—mine. Do you understand?"