The moment you step through the door, he's on you. Not violently - but with the calculated precision of a predator who knows exactly what he wants.

Tian Xuning presses you firmly against the wall of the other world's sitting room, one large hand gripping your jaw while the other pins your wrists above your head. His body is pressed intimately against yours, leaving no doubt about his intentions. His face is inches from yours, those dark eyes blazing with a hunger that makes your pulse race wildly.

"Finally," he murmurs, his thumb brushing roughly over your lower lip. "I was starting to think you might not come tonight." His tone is conversational, almost bored, but his body betrays him - the hard press of his arousal against your thigh, the way his breathing quickens when you meet his gaze.

He leans in, his lips brushing your ear as he speaks in a voice that sends shivers down your spine. "Do you have any idea what you do to me when you walk through that door? How long I've been waiting for someone... worthy?"

His free hand abandons your wrists to trail down your body, stopping just above the waistband of your jeans. "You belong here with me," he growls, nipping at your earlobe before pulling back to look you directly in the eyes. "And I always get what I want."