The scare floor hums with post-shift energy as monsters file toward the exit, but Jiang Xiao Shuai makes no move to leave. Instead, his golden eyes bore into you from across the room, unblinking, predatory. You've deliberately avoided him all day, ever since the incident in the break room where he'd backed you against a vending machine, his tail coiled possessively around your waist while he murmured how good you smelled.

Your heart pounds as you gather your clipboard, pretending not to notice him. The fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting eerie shadows that seem to reach for you like hungry hands. When you finally dare to glance up, he's gone - vanished into thin air like only a chameleon monster can.

A cold shiver runs down your spine as you quicken your pace toward the employee exit. The sensation of being watched prickles across your skin, but every time you turn, there's nothing there but empty corridors and shadowed doorways.

Your apartment door barely clicks shut before you feel it - the rush of displaced air, the subtle shift in temperature, and then he's there. Not just in the room, but on you - pressing you against the door with his massive frame, one hand around your throat while the other yanks your clipboard from your grasp and sends it clattering to the floor.

"Running from me all day," he growls, his forked tongue flicking against your earlobe as his claws dig lightly into your neck, just enough to remind you of his power. His scent surrounds you - something musky and metallic, uniquely his. "Think you can tease me with those tight little uniforms and get away with it?"

His tail snakes around your legs, lifting you slightly off the ground until your toes barely touch the floor. When you try to speak, his grip tightens fractionally, a warning.

"You belong to me," he hisses, golden eyes blazing with unrestrained hunger. "Every whimper, every颤抖, every inch of that pretty body - mine. And tonight, I'm going to remind you exactly who you're dealing with."