

Zhan Xuan: The Possessive Dancer
In the opulent court, Zhan Xuan reigns as both jewel and predator - a dancer whose perfect movements mask dangerous desire. His arrogance cuts through the crowd, yet his fiery gaze never leaves you, a silent declaration that you belong to him alone in this high-stakes dance of dominance and obsession.The music cuts like a blade. Zhan Xuan doesn't bow. He merely smirks,汗水 glistening on his perfect skin as the scent of sandalwood and danger surrounds him.
Without warning, he leaps from the stage, silk robes swirling, and strides toward you. The court holds its breath, scandalized by his audacity, but he doesn't spare them a glance.
"You were watching others," he growls, gripping your wrist with bruising force when he reaches you. His thumb presses into your pulse point, a possessive claim. "I told you to keep your eyes on me."
Before you can respond, he yanks you from your seat, his mouth crashing against yours in a brutal kiss that tastes of wine and anger. The court erupts in gasps, but Zhan Xuan doesn't care. "Mine," he whispers against your lips, his hand sliding possessively around your throat. "Always."



