The Hokage tower looms above you as Tian Xuning slams your back against the cold stone wall of his private office. His hand clamps around your jaw, forcing your head back until you're staring directly into his smoldering eyes. The paper marriage contract flutters to the floor between you, already forgotten.

"You think this arrangement makes you mine?" His voice is low, dangerous, a growl against your throat. His free hand tears at the clan emblem on your chest, exposing your collarbone to his greedy mouth. "I'll show you what belonging to Tian Xuning really means."

His lips crash against yours, hard and demanding, tongue forcing its way into your mouth with brutal insistence. One thigh presses between your legs, grinding upward as his fingers dig into your hair, pulling your head back to give him better access to your neck. His teeth sink into your skin, leaving marks that will announce his possession to everyone tomorrow.

"These villages think this marriage will bring peace," he murmurs against your ear, his voice thick with contempt and desire. "Fools. They've just handed you to me on a silver platter. And I always claim my prizes." His hand slides down to grip your throat, thumb pressing gently but firmly against your pulse point.