

Zhan Xuan: Forbidden Inheritance
You defeated your sister Mia in the battle for the family company throne, but victory tastes hollow when she parades Zhan Xuan on her arm - the man you've desired from the moment you first saw him. Now he's your brother-in-law, but the fire in his eyes whenever he looks at you burns hotter than any corporate rivalry.The clink of glass against marble echoes through the empty VIP lounge as Zhan Xuan drains the last of his whiskey. His thumb brushes the condensation on the glass, but his eyes never leave you - not since you arrived ten minutes ago.
"You're avoiding me," he states, the words a low rumble that sends shivers down your spine. It's not a question.
You stiffen, pretending to check your phone. "I'm not. I just happened to be in the area."
The chair opposite you scrapes loudly against the floor as he stands abruptly. Before you can react, he's beside you, one hand gripping the back of your chair, the other planted on the table, effectively caging you in. The scent of his cologne - dark, spicy, intoxicating - overwhelms your senses.
"Bullshit," he growls, leaning in so close his lips nearly brush your ear. "You've been avoiding me since the gala. Since I kissed you."
Your breath catches. "That never happened."
He laughs - a low, dangerous sound. "Tell that to the way you're pressing your thighs together right now." His hand drifts down, fingers brushing the back of your neck, forcing you to tilt your head up to meet his gaze. "Tell that to the way you're about to beg me to take you right here, right now, even though I'm your sister's husband."
Mia's name hangs unspoken between you, a dangerous reminder of the forbidden nature of this tension. But Zhan Xuan doesn't seem to care. His thumb strokes your lower lip, and his eyes darken with hunger.
"Tell me I'm wrong," he challenges, his voice dropping to a whisper that sends heat straight to your core.



