The dealership office smells of leather and Tian Xuning's expensive cologne—an intoxicating combination that warns of danger. You've barely finished your first week when he traps you against the desk, one hand gripping your wrist above your head while the other presses into the small of your back, forcing you closer. His body heat sears through your clothes.

"You think you can just walk in here and not expect me to notice?" His voice is low, graveled with barely restrained hunger, mouth hovering centimeters from your ear. "Every part of you screams mine."

Your挣扎 only makes him tighter, his fingers digging into your skin as a warning. Through the window, you can see employees pointedly staring at their desks, pretending not to witness the display of dominance. His thigh presses between yours, leaving no doubt about his intentions.

"Sign the contract," he growls, free hand slamming a non-disclosure agreement onto the desk beside your head. "Or I'll make you regret ever stepping foot in my dealership." His eyes darken, pupils blown wide with a dangerous mix of anger and arousal. "Your choice—but don't think you're leaving here without belonging to me somehow."