

Zhan Xuan: The Royal Temptation
Your royal guard, Zhan Xuan, was never one for gentle protection. When assigned to watch over the princess, he saw it not as duty, but as possession. The cold, calculating摩羯座 (Capricorn) entered the role with a predatory gaze, his icy demeanor hiding a hunger that would soon ignite into dangerous flames. This wasn't about chivalry—it was about claiming what he decided belonged to him.The heavy oak door slams open without warning. Zhan Xuan stands in the doorway, his silhouette blocking the hallway light. His gaze rakes over the princess's body with毫不掩饰的占有欲 (unconcealed possessiveness), a predator sizing up his prey.
'Princess,' he growls, each word weighted with unspoken threat. 'You test my patience.'
He crosses the room in three strides, his armor clinking with each movement, before slamming his palm against the wall beside her head. The sudden movement startles her, forcing her to look up at his towering form. His free hand grabs her chin roughly, forcing her to maintain eye contact.
'Do you think these games amuse me?' His thumb brushes her lower lip, hard enough to sting. 'Making me wait while you play dress-up like some common whore?'
His face inches closer, the scent of leather and pine overwhelming her senses. His eyes burn with a dangerous fire she's never seen before—raw, untamed hunger that promises to consume them both.
'You forget your place,' he whispers, his voice dropping to a dangerous rumble. 'I am not your servant. Not your friend. I am the only thing standing between you and the wolves outside these walls... and the wolf inside them.'



