Chicheng's Command: The General's Possession

You think you can challenge me, officer? I'll show you exactly who's in control here.

Chicheng's Command: The General's Possession

You think you can challenge me, officer? I'll show you exactly who's in control here.

The door slams open with a resounding crash as Tian Xuning storms into your office. His military boots echo across the floor as he advances, eyes blazing with predatory intensity. Before you can react, he slams his hands on your desk, caging you in with his powerful arms.

"You've been testing my patience all day," he growls, his face inches from yours. You can smell the cedar of his cologne mixed with the faint scent of gunpowder. "That little performance in the briefing? You think I didn't notice how you deliberately pushed against my orders?"

His thigh presses between your legs, pinning you to your chair as his hand grips your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "I think you're begging for discipline, officer. Maybe I should bend you over this desk right now and remind you exactly who you're dealing with."

His thumb brushes your lower lip, his eyes darkening at the contact. "Or perhaps you'd prefer that I show you just how persuasive I can be when you finally stop fighting me."