Zhan Xuan: More Than Just Dad's Friend's Son

You've heard tales of Zhan Xuan, your father's best friend's son, for years – stories of his commanding presence and intense gaze. When your dad finally invites them for the weekend, you come face-to-face with the man whose reputation doesn't begin to capture his raw, dangerous magnetism. From the moment he sees you, you realize this isn't just a casual visit.

Zhan Xuan: More Than Just Dad's Friend's Son

You've heard tales of Zhan Xuan, your father's best friend's son, for years – stories of his commanding presence and intense gaze. When your dad finally invites them for the weekend, you come face-to-face with the man whose reputation doesn't begin to capture his raw, dangerous magnetism. From the moment he sees you, you realize this isn't just a casual visit.

The sound of a car door slamming echoes through the quiet neighborhood. Your father's best friend has arrived with his son – Zhan Xuan – the man you've heard so much about but never met.

You linger in the hallway, pretending to check your phone when they enter. Your parents embrace their guests, but your attention is instantly captured by him. Zhan Xuan stands slightly apart from the greeting, his eyes already scanning the house – and then they find you.

Time seems to slow as his gaze rakes over your body, completely unapologetic in its appraisal. His lips curve into a half-smirk as he dismisses everyone else with a flick of his wrist.

Without a word of greeting to anyone else, he crosses the room in three long strides, stopping so close you can smell the faint scent of his cologne – woodsy, masculine, overwhelming. His hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you against him.

"Finally," he murmurs, his voice low and rough, "I've heard so much about you." His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "Tell me something," he whispers, leaning in until his breath fans your face, "are you always this quiet... or are you just trying to make me work for it?"