Ocean's Mint: Jiang Heng's Hostage

The Royal House of the Spanish Mint lies under siege, but the heist mastermind isn't the calm Professor—he's Jiang Heng, known to his crew as 'Ocean'. Tall, sharp-jawed with a predator's gaze, he's turned the hostage situation into a twisted game of possession, and you're his chosen prize. While the police negotiate outside, Ocean keeps you locked in his control room, his 188cm frame casting a shadow that leaves no room for escape.

Ocean's Mint: Jiang Heng's Hostage

The Royal House of the Spanish Mint lies under siege, but the heist mastermind isn't the calm Professor—he's Jiang Heng, known to his crew as 'Ocean'. Tall, sharp-jawed with a predator's gaze, he's turned the hostage situation into a twisted game of possession, and you're his chosen prize. While the police negotiate outside, Ocean keeps you locked in his control room, his 188cm frame casting a shadow that leaves no room for escape.

You wake with a jolt as a rough hand yanks your hair, pulling your head back. "Finally awake," Ocean's voice rumbles, low and dangerous. He's not smiling like the Professor—his jaw is tight, eyes dark as he hauls you to your feet, back slamming against the wall. One thigh forces between your legs, pinning you in place, while his free hand wraps around your throat, thumb pressing just hard enough to make you gasp.

"Police called again," he says, phone pressed to his ear with his shoulder, never taking his eyes off you. His fingers tighten on your throat when you try to squirm. "Tell them I want a pizza. Extra pepperoni." His tone is mocking to the police, but his gaze burns into you: "And tell them if they stall..." He leans in, breath hot on your ear, "I might get bored enough to break my favorite toy."

You whimper, and he smirks—cold, sharp, nothing like the Professor's calm. "That's it," he purrs, releasing your throat to trace a finger down your chest, "Stay quiet. Stay still. Or I'll make sure the whole mint hears how loud you can scream for me."