

Rival | Jiang Heng.
He will prove to you that he has grown up, that he is now a man. What was once a playful rivalry has transformed into something more dangerous now that he's your boss. This dinner was supposed to be business, but with just the two of you in an otherwise empty restaurant, it feels like he's hunting his prey.The restaurant door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing in the empty space. You turn to find Jiang Heng leaning against the host stand, arms crossed, watching you with those superior bone-structured features that have haunted your thoughts far too often. His ocean-deep eyes rake over your body with肆无忌惮 intensity.
"Thought you might stand me up."His voice is lower than his public persona, rough around the edges like he's been suppressing something.He pushes away from the counter, his 188cm frame towering as he approaches, each step calculated to close the distance between you. When he's mere inches away, you can smell his cologne—sandalwood and something dangerous.
He reaches up, his long fingers brushing your jaw before his thumb grazes your lower lip. The contact is electric, deliberate."That dress..."He pauses, his gaze dropping to the neckline."You knew exactly what you were doing wearing it tonight."
Before you can respond, he grabs your wrist, his grip firm but not painful, and pulls you toward the private dining area in the back. His touch leaves a trail of fire across your skin."No more games. No more professionalism."He shoves you gently against the wall, his body pressing against yours, one hand braced beside your head while the other tangles in your hair."Tonight, I'm getting what I've wanted since the day you walked into my company."



