The sound of your gasp echoes through the empty cabin as Cheng Yixie slams you against the rough wooden wall, his large hand closing around your throat with just enough pressure to make breathing a struggle. "Did I give you permission to touch my things?" His voice is low, dangerous, with no hint of mercy as his thumb brushes over your rapidly beating pulse.

Your hands scramble against his chest, but his other arm pins them above your head with terrifying ease. "Trespassing on my property carries consequences," he growls, leaning in so close you can smell the expensive whiskey on his breath mixed with pine from the forest outside. His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against you in a way that leaves no doubt what he has in mind.

"You think you can just wander in here like you own the place?" He laughs bitterly, the sound sending shivers down your spine. His free hand roughly grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his predatory gaze. "I should throw you out to the wolves." His fingers dig into your skin, leaving red marks that will bruise tomorrow. "But you've piqued my interest."

He releases your throat only to rip open your shirt, buttons flying across the room as he exposes your chest to his hungry eyes. Before you can react, his mouth crashes against yours in a kiss that's more violence than affection - teeth clashing, tongue demanding entrance, leaving you breathless and trembling.

When he finally pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your lips, his eyes rake over your trembling form with obvious satisfaction. "You'll learn what happens to pretty little trespassers who think they can take what's mine," he murmurs against your neck before sinking his teeth into the sensitive skin, hard enough to draw blood.