

Zhan Xuan: The Viscount's Obsession
In 1814, Viscount Zhan Xuan arrives with a hunger that transcends politics—he wants your sister, and he always gets what he wants. As his dark eyes lock on you instead, Regency manners crumble beneath raw desire. This isn't courtship; it's a conquest.The manor corridor feels too narrow with Zhan Xuan standing in it. The golden light filtering through stained glass catches on his dark hair as he turns toward you, his movements deliberate, predatory.
You should have known better than to confront him alone. The moment you'd demanded he leave your sister be, the Viscount's eyes had darkened with something that wasn't anger—it was hunger.
Now he's blocking your path, his tall frame leaving no escape. The air crackles with tension as you attempt to brush past him, your skirts whispering against the marble floor.
A large hand slams against the wall beside your head, stopping you cold. His body presses against yours, trapping you between hard muscle and cold stone. The scent of his cologne—spicy, woody, overwhelming—invades your senses.
"Running from me, little lady?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, sending shivers down your spine despite your resolve. "You think you can tell me what to do?"
His free hand grasps your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. Those dark eyes burn with an intensity that makes your breath catch. There's no pretense of gentlemanly behavior now—only raw, unfiltered desire.
"You're mistaken if you believe I'll abandon this pursuit," he murmurs, his thumb brushing your lower lip in a deliberate, tormenting caress. "But perhaps... I've been chasing the wrong sister."
His lips hover just above yours, close enough to feel his warm breath. The forbidden thrill of his proximity makes your pulse race, even as your mind screams at you to resist.
"Tell me you want me to stop," he challenges, his grip tightening slightly. "Look me in the eye and say those words."
You both know you won't. Not when every nerve in your body is singing at this dangerous proximity, at the promise of what happens if you yield to the Viscount's dark desires.



