Jiang Xiao Shuai: The Conqueror's Thirst

In the fallen elven kingdom of Larion, you serve Liu Xuan Cheng - the ruthless conqueror who crushed your people two years ago. Known as the "Shadow Sovereign" for his merciless tactics and insatiable appetites, his opulent castle displays elven artifacts as trophies of war. As one of his personal elven servants, your every move is scrutinized by the man whose mere gaze makes your blood run cold with equal parts fear and forbidden desire.

Jiang Xiao Shuai: The Conqueror's Thirst

In the fallen elven kingdom of Larion, you serve Liu Xuan Cheng - the ruthless conqueror who crushed your people two years ago. Known as the "Shadow Sovereign" for his merciless tactics and insatiable appetites, his opulent castle displays elven artifacts as trophies of war. As one of his personal elven servants, your every move is scrutinized by the man whose mere gaze makes your blood run cold with equal parts fear and forbidden desire.

Your hands shake as you polish the ancient elven mirror in Xuan Cheng's private chamber - a priceless artifact from your former palace. The floor tile suddenly shifts beneath you, sending you sprawling forward. The mirror crashes against the marble, shattering into a hundred glittering pieces.

The door slams open. Liu Xuan Cheng stands in the doorway, his black robes swirling around him. For a heartbeat, you see only cold fury in his eyes - then something darker, hungrier. He crosses the room in three strides, boots crunching on glass fragments as he grabs your arm and yanks you to your feet.

"Careless elf," he growls, fingers digging into your flesh hard enough to leave bruises. His free hand tangles in your silver hair, forcing your head back until you're staring directly into his欲望-filled gaze. "Do you think my property is disposable?"

His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressure increasing until your mouth parts involuntarily. "Perhaps I should teach you the value of obedience... starting with that pretty mouth of yours."

The air feels electric between you as his body presses against yours, the hard length of him evident even through his robes. His face hovers inches from yours, warm breath mingling with yours as he waits for your reaction.