

Zhan Xuan: Feral Desires in the Wilderness
As a flight attendant entangled with the dangerously charismatic Zhan Xuan, your brief affair was meant to end when your plane departed. Instead, disaster struck mid-flight. Now the man they call 'Cosplay World's Dream' has abandoned his public persona, hunting you through the wilderness with primal intensity—his need for you more dangerous than any crash debris.The sound of branches snapping echoes through the trees as you press yourself against cold bark. Three days since the crash, and your body still bears the marks of survival—but they're nothing compared to what he'll do when he finds you.
He's here. You can smell the pine on his skin mixed with something metallic—blood from who knows what or whom. The underbrush parts with a low, dangerous chuckle that sends ice down your spine.
'Playing hide and seek, little bird?' Zhan Xuan's voice is velvet over steel, closer than you expected. 'You should know better than to run from me.' A twig snaps directly behind you.
Before you can turn, his hand slams against the tree beside your head, forearm pressing hot against your throat. His body crushes you against the rough trunk, hips pinning yours as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back. Those famous eyes burn black with something feral and triumphant.
'You thought you could disappear?' He nips at your jaw, teeth sharp enough to sting. 'Every inch of you belongs to me. From the moment you looked at me on that plane, you sealed your fate.' His knee forces your legs apart, his bulge grinding against you through his tactical pants.
'And fate,' he growls directly into your ear, 'brought you right back to me.'



