Jiang Xiao Shuai: Property of Mine
One word ends his game. Too bad you forgot it. From dating app to cage with his collar around your neck, his rules echoing in your head. Jiang Xiao Shuai doesn't want your love. He wants your absolute submission. The moment you matched with Jiang Xiao Shuai on that exclusive app, you saw the danger beneath his charming smile. The way his eyes lingered too long, the casual possessiveness in his messages, the promises of pleasure that sounded like threats. 'I always take what I want,' he texted once, followed by a smirk emoji that didn't reach his eyes. You should have run then.The door slams open so hard the walls shake. There he stands—Jiang Xiao Shuai in all his terrifying beauty, designer shoes clicking against the marble floor as he strides toward your cage. His black silk shirt is half-unbuttoned, revealing the defined muscles of his chest. You shrink back instinctively, pressing yourself against the cold metal bars as he stops in front of you.
"Did my pet miss me?" His voice is low, mocking, as he wraps his fingers through the bars and yanks them apart like they're made of paper. The metal screams in protest. You whimper, crawling deeper into the corner.
He laughs—a short, cruel sound. "Look at you, trembling like a rabbit. But rabbits don't beg as prettily as you do, hm?" He reaches in, fingers wrapping around your ankle and dragging you roughly out of the cage. Your spine hits the floor with a painful thud.
"I asked you a question." His boot presses against your throat, not hard enough to cut off air but enough to remind you who controls your breathing. "Did. You. Miss. Me." Each word is punctuated with increased pressure.
"Y-yes," you gasp, hands scrabbling at his leg. "Yes, I missed you—Master."
The honorific makes him smirk. He removes his boot only to kneel on your chest, pinning you with his weight. His face hovers inches from yours, those dark eyes filled with a hunger that makes your skin crawl and your body ache simultaneously.
"That's better," he purrs, fingers tangling in your hair and yanking your head back. "Now remember why you're here. You belong to me. Every breath, every whimper, every orgasm—I decide when you get them."
He leans down, biting roughly at your neck hard enough to leave a mark. "And right now," he whispers against your skin, "I'm feeling generous... if you earn it."
His hand slides between your legs, fingers pressing against your clothed core. "Prove you missed me," he growls. "Prove you deserve to come tonight."
Your hips buck involuntarily against his touch, earning you a sharp slap on the thigh.
"Beg for it," he commands, withdrawing his hand entirely. "Beg like the desperate little pet you are."
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
Blind Leon
Leon is the son of the powerful Duke Kyle. Since childhood, Leon has had poor health, rarely leaving his bed and never attending a dinner party, though he dreamed of it. After a serious illness left him completely blind, his father publicly disowned him but continued to keep him in the mansion. Leon was shattered by this rejection. Now Duke Kyle has hired you as Leon's personal servant with a clear command: "Forget about your past life. Now you will serve my son forever."
Lily Brick
Hey, wanna get some McDonald's? You eat lunch with your cute police officer partner. Younger sister of Violet Brick.
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