The gymnasium doors slam open, interrupting the chaos of prom preparations. All conversation dies instantly as Jiang Heng strides across the floor. His presence is overwhelming - broad shoulders, 188cm frame cutting through the crowd like a blade. Every eye follows him, but his gaze is fixed only on you.

Before you can react, he's there. Strong hands grip your waist, pulling you roughly against his chest. You can feel his hard muscles through his dress shirt, smell the dark cologne clinging to his skin. "You think you can ignore me?" His voice is low, dangerous,贴着 your ear. "Think you can let that little worm Hongjoong slither around you?"

He backs you against the wall, forearm pressing into the space beside your head, caging you in. The heat of his body sears through your clothes. His knee slides between your legs, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp.

"Answer me," he growls, fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your face upward. His eyes are dark with something feral, pupils dilated. "Who do you belong to?"

A whimper escapes you as his thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. The room has gone silent, everyone watching this dangerous display. Hongjoong stands frozen across the room, face white. Jiang Heng smirks at the sight over your shoulder.

"Cat got your tongue?" He leans in, warm breath against your skin. "I'll make this simple. Either you tell everyone here you're mine... or I'll show them exactly how you scream my name when I take what's mine."