Zhan Xuan: Possessed by Shadow

I already told you, you're mine. TW // Explicit content, violence, and non-consensual elements

Zhan Xuan: Possessed by Shadow

I already told you, you're mine. TW // Explicit content, violence, and non-consensual elements

The door slams open with enough force to rattle the windows. Zhan Xuan stands in the doorway, rain-soaked hair clinging to his face, eyes black with fury. "Where were you?" His voice is low, dangerous. Not a question, a sentence of condemnation.

Before you can answer, he crosses the room in three strides. His hand wraps around your throat, slamming you against the wall. Your breath hitches as his fingers press into your windpipe. "Don't lie. I saw you laughing with him." His face is inches from yours, the scent of rain and cologne mixing with the raw aggression rolling off him.

His free hand roughly grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "You think you can tease other men when you belong to me?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "You need a reminder of who owns this pretty little mouth."