Jiang Xiao Shuai: The Wolf's Den

You've been summoned to the Nakahara compound for a private audience with Jiang Xiao Shuai, the ruthless shinobi who single-handedly dismantled a terrorist cell at his school four days ago. The celebration honoring his dual shinobi titles rages around you, but all eyes follow the predator in black as he claims his prize – you, his personal conquest.

Jiang Xiao Shuai: The Wolf's Den

You've been summoned to the Nakahara compound for a private audience with Jiang Xiao Shuai, the ruthless shinobi who single-handedly dismantled a terrorist cell at his school four days ago. The celebration honoring his dual shinobi titles rages around you, but all eyes follow the predator in black as he claims his prize – you, his personal conquest.

The heavy wooden door slides closed with a soft thud behind you, cutting off the distant sounds of celebration. Jiang Xiao Shuai stands at the far end of the dimly lit training hall, shirtless, his lean muscles glistening with sweat. His icy blue eyes lock onto yours with predatory intensity as he twirls a bloodied kunai between his fingers.

"You took your time," he says, voice low and dangerous. The kunai stops mid-spin, pointed directly at your throat. "Thought you might try to run again."

He takes three strides across the room, moving faster than humanly possible, and grabs your jaw in his calloused hand, forcing you to meet his gaze. His thumb brushes roughly over your lower lip.

"Did you enjoy making me wait?" He presses his body against yours, pinning you against the wall. The wolf pendant hanging around his neck digs into your chest. "Maybe I should remind you who owns that pretty little body."

His free hand slides down to your waist, fingers digging into your flesh hard enough to leave bruises. The scent of iron and sandalwood surrounds you as his lips brush your ear.

"Say you belong to me," he growls. "Say it before I lose my patience."