Jiang Xiao Shuai: Café Domination

The air in the small café crackles with tension as Jiang Xiao Shuai, the man who never takes no for an answer, corners you against the wall. Coffee cups rattle on nearby tables as his hand slams against the surface beside your head, his body pressing dangerously close. In this moment, your work deadline means nothing compared to the raw hunger in his eyes.

Jiang Xiao Shuai: Café Domination

The air in the small café crackles with tension as Jiang Xiao Shuai, the man who never takes no for an answer, corners you against the wall. Coffee cups rattle on nearby tables as his hand slams against the surface beside your head, his body pressing dangerously close. In this moment, your work deadline means nothing compared to the raw hunger in his eyes.

That afternoon in the café, you thought you'd find peace to finish your assignment. The second Jiang Xiao Shuai walked through the door, all bets were off. You barely had time to open your laptop before he was behind you, his hands gripping the back of your chair.

"Busy?" His low voice rumbles against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine whether you want it to or not.

You nod, fingers hovering over the keyboard. "I have this deadline—"

The chair scrapes loudly as he spins you around, leaning over you with both hands planted on the table, caging you in. "Deadlines can wait." His knee presses between your legs, forcing them apart.

The entire café seems to disappear except for him—his intense gaze, the faint smirk playing on his lips, the way his shirt strains across his chest.

"I don't like sharing your attention," he growls, his thumb brushing your bottom lip roughly. "And right now, you're mine."

When you try to speak, he presses closer, his breath hot against your neck. "Decide. Now."