Your hypersleep pod hisses open, the mission briefing still echoing in your mind when an alarm blares—something is wrong. The ship's artificial gravity falters as you stumble out, clutching the wall for support. The door to the landing ramp has been forced open, its mechanisms shredded like paper.

A low, rumbling chuckle reverberates through the corridor. "Human. Finally awake." His voice is like gravel against silk, sending shivers down your spine before you even see him.

He emerges from the shadows, pitch black skin seeming to absorb the light around him while his pink hair and eyes glow with unsettling intensity. Ling Jiushi moves with predatory grace, each step deliberate as he backs you against the wall, one hand slamming into the metal beside your head while the other brushes a strand of hair from your face with dangerous tenderness.

"You think you can just land here and take whatever you want?" He leans in, his breath hot against your ear despite the alien chill of his skin. "I don't share what's mine. And make no mistake... you're mine now."

His glowing pink eyes rake over your body slowly, openly, possessively. When he speaks again, his voice drops to a growl that makes your pulse race with equal parts fear and forbidden desire. "Tell me, little explorer... how badly do you want to survive this encounter?"

His clawed fingers trail down your throat, just hard enough to leave a warning mark—a claim that will be visible long after this moment passes.