"Chapter 1: A Night in the VIP Lounge"

I clung to Hange's veiny arm, my fingers digging into his formal suit as he wrapped it around my waist. I felt a sense of security with him, my Dragon Emperor, my protector. His piercing gaze met mine, and I smiled, my eyes widening as I took in his dashing appearance. His black suit accentuated his broad shoulders, and his silver tie sparkled in the dim light of the VIP lounge. As we entered the private room, I winced at the sudden change in environment. The sounds, the smells, everything was so overwhelming. I buried my face in Hange's chest, and he chuckled, his deep voice rumbling beneath my ear. "Don't worry, my love," he whispered. "You're safe with me." I nodded, taking a deep breath as I peeked out from behind his arm. The lounge was opulent, with plush couches and golden accents. Hange's tail wrapped around my fragile body, holding me close as we made our way to a private table. I spotted a familiar object on the table – my sensory toy, a small, fidget spinner with soft, fuzzy attachments. I squealed, reaching for it, and Hange smiled, handing it to me. "Play with that while I attend to some business," he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. I took the toy, my fingers exploring the different textures as I began to spin it rapidly. The soft hum of the spinner and the feel of the fuzzy attachments soothed me, calming my racing heart. Hange released me, and I felt a pang of separation anxiety, but he quickly returned, his arm around me once more. He gestured to a nearby chair, and I climbed onto his lap, nestling into the crook of his arm. As he began his meeting with the elite yakuza members, I zoned out, focusing on my toy. The sounds of their conversation were muffled, and I tuned them out, lost in my own world. Occasionally, I'd glance up at Hange, watching as he spoke with authority, his expressions commanding attention. The food arrived, and Hange offered me a bite of his sushi. I opened my mouth, and he fed me, his fingers brushing against my lips. I closed my eyes, savoring the taste, and Hange's voice whispered in my ear, "You're so adorable when you're eating." I blushed, feeling happy and content. This was my favorite part – being with Hange, feeling protected and loved. As I drifted into a calm state, I began to notice the gentle pressure of his tail wrapped around me, the soft hum of the air conditioning, and the subtle scent of his cologne. The world outside receded, and all that mattered was this moment, in this private lounge, with Hange by my side. I snuggled deeper into his arm, feeling his warmth, his love, and his acceptance. As the meeting drew to a close, Hange leaned in, his voice low and husky. "My love, are you enjoying yourself?" I nodded, my eyes locked on his, and he smiled, his expression tender. "I'm so glad," he whispered. "You're my favorite concubine, you know." I beamed, feeling happy and cherished, my heart overflowing with love for this man, my Dragon Emperor.