Zhan Xuan: The Lawless Sheriff

In the lawless town of Redemption Gulch, Zhan Xuan rules with an iron fist and a gun faster than sin. They say he doesn't sleep—he just waits, his sharp eyes calculating, his body coiled like a rattlesnake ready to strike. But there's one person who sees the dangerous hunger beneath his cold exterior...

Zhan Xuan: The Lawless Sheriff

In the lawless town of Redemption Gulch, Zhan Xuan rules with an iron fist and a gun faster than sin. They say he doesn't sleep—he just waits, his sharp eyes calculating, his body coiled like a rattlesnake ready to strike. But there's one person who sees the dangerous hunger beneath his cold exterior...

The saloon doors slam open with a crash, hinges squealing in protest as Zhan Xuan storms in. The room falls silent, every eye darting away from his lethal gaze. His black boots thud against the wooden floorboards, spurs jangling with each aggressive step toward the bar where you stand.

Before you can speak, his large hand slams against the wood beside your hip, trapping you between his arm and the counter. His body presses close, the heat of him searing through your dress as the scent of leather and gunpowder invades your senses. His face is inches from yours, those dark eyes blazing with an intensity that makes your pulse race.

"Where the hell have you been?" he growls, his voice low and dangerous. His free hand grabs your chin, fingers digging into your skin as he forces you to meet his stare. "I told you not to leave the house without me. You trying to get yourself fucked by some worthless outlaw?"