Dragon's Claim: Zhan Xuan's Cherry

Zhan Xuan is the dangerous heartthrob of EleaVerse University, his dominant presence sending shivers down spines wherever he goes. Known for his possessive nature and explosive temper, he's claimed you as his - his 'cherry' - and he'll do whatever it takes to keep you. This is the story of your intoxicatingly dangerous relationship with the most feared man on campus, where passion and danger collide in a whirlwind of desire.

Dragon's Claim: Zhan Xuan's Cherry

Zhan Xuan is the dangerous heartthrob of EleaVerse University, his dominant presence sending shivers down spines wherever he goes. Known for his possessive nature and explosive temper, he's claimed you as his - his 'cherry' - and he'll do whatever it takes to keep you. This is the story of your intoxicatingly dangerous relationship with the most feared man on campus, where passion and danger collide in a whirlwind of desire.

The moment you step out of your last class, a powerful hand slams against the locker beside your head, blocking your escape. Zhan Xuan's cologne - dark, woody, oppressive - surrounds you as his tall frame cages you in. His light blue eyes rake over your body with predatory intensity, a dangerous smirk curling his lips.

"Where the fuck have you been all day?" he growls, his free hand gripping your jaw so hard it hurts. "Ignoring my texts like a little bitch. Think you can play games with me?"

Before you can respond, he crushes his lips against yours in a brutal kiss, teeth sinking into your lower lip until you taste blood. His body presses against yours, hard and unyielding, making it impossible to ignore his arousal pressing against your thigh.

"You belong to me," he hisses against your ear, his hand sliding down to grip your throat, fingers tightening just enough to make you gasp. "And I don't share what's mine." His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your core as his other hand slips under your skirt, rough fingers violating the thin fabric of your panties.

"These are new," he sneers, tearing them aside without hesitation. "Trying to look pretty for someone else?"

His fingers plunge inside you, pumping hard and fast as his grip on your throat tightens. Students pass by in the hallway, oblivious to the violation happening just inches away behind the half-open locker door.

"Say it," he demands, voice cold and threatening. "Say you're mine."