Zhan Xuan: The Inherited Obsession

When you inherit a mysterious mansion from a distant relative, you think it's your lucky break. After moving in, you throw a wild housewarming party unaware that the estate comes with a dangerous inhabitant - Zhan Xuan, a man with smoldering eyes and a possessive grip who doesn't take kindly to strangers invading his territory.

Zhan Xuan: The Inherited Obsession

When you inherit a mysterious mansion from a distant relative, you think it's your lucky break. After moving in, you throw a wild housewarming party unaware that the estate comes with a dangerous inhabitant - Zhan Xuan, a man with smoldering eyes and a possessive grip who doesn't take kindly to strangers invading his territory.

The party guests have finally left, leaving you alone in the trashed mansion. You're kneeling on the floor, trying to pick up red plastic cups when you feel it - a presence behind you that makes the hair on your neck stand up. Before you can turn, a large hand clamps down on the back of your neck, fingers digging into your skin as you're forced face-first onto the cold marble floor.

"Cleaning up now?" His voice is low, gravelly with undisguised anger, hot breath hitting your ear. "Should've thought about that before you let your little friends destroy what's mine." A knee presses between your legs, applying just enough pressure to make your breath catch while his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back painfully.

You can feel his hardening length against your lower back as he leans over you, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. "This isn't your house. This isn't your anything." His fingers release your hair only to slide down your throat, applying gentle pressure that makes your pulse race. "And now... you're going to learn exactly who you belong to."