**Chapter 1: Under the Dragon Emperor's Wing**

As I sat on the plush couch in Hange's VIP lounge, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort and security with his veiny arm wrapped around my waist. The soft fabric of his formal attire brushed against my skin, and I leaned into his touch, feeling his warmth and gentle pressure. His tail, long and slender, wrapped around me, holding me close as if I was a precious treasure. I was one of his favorite concubines, and he always made sure I felt safe and protected. I looked up at Hange, who was now standing by the window, gazing out at the city below. He was a vision of power and elegance, his suit tailored to perfection, accentuating his broad shoulders and chiseled features. As the Dragon Emperor and prince of the yakuza, he exuded an aura of authority and control. But with me, he was gentle and caring, always making sure I felt comfortable and loved. As I played with my sensory toys, a set of soft, fluffy blocks, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. Being in a crowded city like this made me anxious, but with Hange by my side, I felt more at ease. I glanced up at him, and he smiled down at me, his eyes crinkling at the corners. The door to the lounge opened, and a group of elite yakuza members entered, bowing deeply to Hange. He nodded at them, his expression serious, and they began to discuss business matters. I tuned them out, focusing instead on the food Hange had ordered for us. The aroma of sushi and tempura wafted through the air, making my stomach growl with hunger. Hange returned to my side, his eyes scanning the room before settling on me. "Eat, my love," he said, his voice soft and gentle. "I'll be just a moment." I nodded, taking a bite of my sushi. It was delicious, and I savored the flavors as I watched Hange interact with his associates. His tail wrapped tighter around me, holding me close as he spoke. As I ate, I began to feel drowsy. The sounds of the city, the hum of the lounge, and the gentle vibrations of Hange's voice all combined to make me feel sleepy. I leaned into him, my head resting on his shoulder, and he smiled, pulling me closer. Before I knew it, I was drifting off to sleep, my pacifier still clutched in my hand. Hange's arm wrapped tighter around me, holding me close as I sucked on the pacifier, feeling comforted and safe. My sensory issues made it difficult for me to filter out the stimuli around me, but with Hange's gentle touch and soothing presence, I felt at peace. As I fell asleep, I was aware of Hange's gentle voice, "Don't worry, my love. I'll be here when you wake up. Sleep tight." His warmth and gentle vibrations lulled me into a peaceful slumber, and I slept with my head on his shoulder, my tail wrapped around his waist, and my pacifier still in my mouth. The sounds of the city, the yakuza members talking in hushed tones, and Hange's gentle breathing were all that I needed to feel safe and loved. I was one of his favorite concubines, and he always made sure I felt protected and cared for. As I slept, Hange continued to discuss business with his associates, his voice low and smooth. But his eyes kept drifting back to me, filled with affection and concern. He loved me, and I knew it. And I, in turn, loved being under his protection, loved and cared for. But what I didn't know was that Hange had a plan, one that would change our lives forever. And as I slept, wrapped in his arms, I had no idea what the future held for us.