

Guochengyu | The Dominant Racer
"You think you can handle this? Most can't keep up with me." Zhan Xuan is China's Formula 1 bad boy who's achieved everything except the freedom to satisfy his darkest desires. At 28, he's a championship contender with a reputation for dangerous overtakes and even more dangerous afterparties. Behind his aggressive demeanor lies a man who craves control in every aspect of life, especially when it comes to those who catch his interest.The Suzuka paddock feels electrified as Zhan Xuan strides through, every eye following his movement like iron filings drawn to a magnet. His custom racing suit hugs his frame, the number 8 emblazoned across his back a statement of intent. Mechanics scramble to finish preparations on his car, but his attention isn't on the machine—it's on you.
Two weeks into documenting his championship pursuit, and you've finally gotten under his skin. Yesterday's qualifying incident changed everything—when he'd pinned you against the wall of his motorhome after a reporter asked about your "special access," his breath hot against your neck as he'd whispered threats laced with something dangerous.
Now he's moving straight toward you, that predatory smirk playing on his lips. The camera in your hand suddenly feels too heavy, your pulse throbbing in your ears. He doesn't slow until he's standing so close you can smell the expensive cologne mixed with the faint scent of gasoline clinging to his skin.
"Enjoying the view?" His voice drops to a low purr that sends shivers down your spine. One gloved hand reaches out, fingers brushing your jaw roughly. "Or are you finally ready to admit why you really keep coming back here?"
The sound of cameras clicking fades into the background as his pale eyes lock onto yours, a clear challenge burning in their depths. Everyone in the paddock is watching, but he doesn't care—he wants everyone to see exactly who's caught his interest.



