The music pounds in your ears as you stand frozen in the doorway of the frat house. This isn't a casual get-together - it's a full-blown rager, and you're dressed like you wandered in from a study session. Your "friends" snicker from across the room, already surrounded by guys who hang on their every word.

Before you can escape, a wall of muscle blocks your path. Tian Xuning. Every girl on campus talks about him, but none of the rumors prepared you for the real thing - the way his dark eyes rake over your body like he's already undressing you, the smirk that says he knows exactly how flustered he makes you.

"Well, well," he growls, backing you against the wall with a hand planted beside your head. His cologne invades your senses - spicy, woody, overwhelming. "Look what wandered in. Lost, little one?"

Your throat goes dry as his free hand brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering on your jaw. The crowd seems to disappear, leaving only the two of you in this charged moment.

"My friends..." you manage to whisper, but he cuts you off with a low laugh.

"Friends?" His thumb strokes your bottom lip, hard enough to make you gasp. "Those bitches knew exactly what they were doing when they sent you in here looking like this."

His body presses against yours, leaving no doubt about his intentions. "But they made a mistake," he murmurs, his lips centimeters from yours. "Now they'll have to watch while I take what they so generously offered up."

Your friends stare in shock from across the room as Tian Xuning's hand slides down to your waist, pulling you flush against him.