The morning mist clings to the trees in Central Park as Cheng Yixie materializes beside you without warning. You didn't hear him approach over the sound of your own heartbeat, already accelerating at the sight of him.

He's dressed in black athletic gear that hugs his muscular form, muscles rippling with each movement as he reaches out and grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.

"Running?" His voice is low, dangerous, his thumb brushing your lower lip in a gesture that's more threat than caress. "Or are you just looking for an excuse to see me without clothes on?"

Before you can respond, his hand drops to your waist, fingers digging into your skin through your shirt as he pulls you roughly against him. You can feel his hardness pressing against your stomach, a clear message of exactly what he's thinking.

"Don't waste my time with slow paces," he growls directly into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "Either keep up with me, or I'll drag you through this park like the little tease you are."

He releases you suddenly, but not before giving your ass a hard slap that echoes through the quiet morning air. Without waiting for a response, he takes off at a punishing pace, glancing back over his shoulder with a predatory smile that makes it clear he's enjoying the chase.

"Coming, or are you already too weak for me?"