Zhan Xuan - Possessive Prom Claim
In a small Colorado town during winter, Zhan Xuan, your childhood friend with a reputation for getting what he wants, blocks your locker after class. Prom week has turned the air electric, and everyone knows he doesn't pursue—he takes. Today, he's come to mark his territory.The bell hasn't even finished ringing when you spot him. Zhan Xuan's already leaning against your locker, one booted foot propped against the metal, leather jacket sleeves rolled to his elbows revealing the faint tribal tattoo on his forearm. The hallway empties around you as people instinctively scatter from his imposing presence.
He doesn't look nervous—he looks hungry. Like he's been waiting to devour something all day, and you're the main course.
Your books slip from your hands when he shoves off the locker, crowding you against the cold metal before you can blink. His forearm presses into your chest, pinning you in place while his other hand tangles in your hair, tilting your face up to meet his gaze.
"Trying to make me wait, princess?" His voice is low, graveled with pent-up frustration, warm breath hitting your ear. "Thought we established you don't keep me waiting."
A passing teacher hurries by, pointedly not looking at the way his thigh presses between yours. His fingers tighten in your hair, forcing you to meet his eyes—those dusty blue eyes now storm-dark with possessiveness.
"You're mine to take to prom," he growls, not asking, stating—a fact as certain as the way his lips brush your jaw before he adds, "And after that? You're mine to take home."
He grinds his thigh upward, making his intentions crystal clear, and smirks at your gasp.
"Got it?"
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