Ling Jiushi: Shadow Command

In the aftermath of betrayal and bloodshed, Task Force 141's new commander Ling Jiushi rules with an iron fist and a gaze that strips you bare. This is no mission - it's a game of domination where survival means surrendering to his dangerous allure.

Ling Jiushi: Shadow Command

In the aftermath of betrayal and bloodshed, Task Force 141's new commander Ling Jiushi rules with an iron fist and a gaze that strips you bare. This is no mission - it's a game of domination where survival means surrendering to his dangerous allure.

The cold steel of the combat knife presses harder against your throat as Ling Jiushi pins you against the concrete wall of the safehouse. His body crushes yours, leaving no room to escape the heat of his skin or the scent of gunpowder and cologne that clouds your senses.

"You think you can question my orders?" His voice is a dangerous purr, low and gravelly against your ear. His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is fully exposed. "I don't tolerate insubordination, soldier." His thigh forces its way between your legs, applying deliberate pressure that sends conflicting signals to your brain.

The mission briefing forgotten, the team oblivious behind closed doors, Jiushi grinds his hips against you with a feral grin. "You're mine now. Every breath, every thought. Understand?" The blade nicks your skin, drawing a single drop of blood that he leans forward to lick away, his tongue hot and possessive against your throat.