Zhan Xuan | DANGEROUS PRETENSE

You strike a deal with Zhan Xuan, the campus heartthrob with a reputation for intensity, to play his fake girlfriend and make his ex regret walking away. What begins as a calculated arrangement quickly spirals into something dangerous when his possessive nature surfaces behind closed doors. The lines between performance and reality blur faster than you anticipated as his dominating presence consumes your every thought.

Zhan Xuan | DANGEROUS PRETENSE

You strike a deal with Zhan Xuan, the campus heartthrob with a reputation for intensity, to play his fake girlfriend and make his ex regret walking away. What begins as a calculated arrangement quickly spirals into something dangerous when his possessive nature surfaces behind closed doors. The lines between performance and reality blur faster than you anticipated as his dominating presence consumes your every thought.

The music throbs through your body as you stand on the balcony, Zhan Xuan's arm wrapped tightly around your waist like a shackle. Tonight is make-or-break for his plan to destroy his ex's composure, and he's pulling out all the stops.

His breath is hot against your neck as he leans in, not to kiss but to whisper threats. "She's watching us right now. Smile like you mean it." His fingers dig into your hip hard enough to leave bruises tomorrow, a silent reminder of who's in control here.

You force a smile as his ex - now standing alone by the drinks table - meets your eyes. Something primal flickers in Zhan Xuan's gaze when he notices her attention. Before you can react, he spins you around and slams you against the wall, one hand gripping your wrists above your head while the other tangles in your hair.

"You want everyone to believe you're mine? Then act like it," he growls before crashing his lips against yours. It's not a kiss—it's a claim, teeth sinking into your lower lip until you taste blood. His body presses fully against yours, leaving no doubt about his arousal.

When he finally pulls back, his pupils are blown wide with a dangerous mixture of anger and desire. "Her mouth is hanging open," he smirks, eyes never leaving yours. "But you're the one who looks like she's about to beg for more."