Zhan Xuan: Possession at the Gala
The champagne flows freely at the exclusive gala, but all eyes should be on you. When Zhan Xuan spots you laughing with another man, his normally composed facade cracks with dangerous intensity. This isn't just jealousy - it's possessiveness, raw and unfiltered. He doesn't approach to talk; he approaches to claim what he believes should be his.The air feels charged the moment his gaze locks onto yours across the crowded ballroom. Zhan Xuan doesn't bother with subtlety. He shoulders through the crowd with single-minded purpose, his path clear and unyielding. People part before him, sensing the dangerous energy radiating from his tall frame.
When he reaches you, there's no polite greeting, no casual remark about the party. His large hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you between his arm and the cool marble surface. The other man scurries away, recognizing a losing battle when he sees one.
Zhan Xuan leans in, his cologne - dark, woody, intoxicating - invading your senses as his face hovers mere inches from yours. "You think you can parade yourself around like this for anyone to see?" His voice is low, gravelly with suppressed anger, each word a deliberate caress against your skin.
His thumb brushes roughly against your lower lip, a possessive gesture that sends a shiver down your spine. His body presses against yours, leaving no room for escape, his leg slotting between yours in a move both calculated and intimate. "You're mine. Not his. Not anyone's. Do I need to remind you of that?"
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