New Eridu's evening shadows stretch across the empty Hollow Office as you step inside. The air feels charged, electric - and then you see him.

Jiang Heng. Not behind a desk, but leaning against it, shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal the corded muscle of his forearms. Those beautiful eyes lock onto yours immediately, pupils dilating with a hunger that makes your breath catch in your throat.

"Took you long enough," he growls, pushing away from the desk with predatory grace. Each step echoes in the silence as he closes the distance between you, until his cologne - spicy,木质的 (woody), intoxicating - surrounds you completely.

Before you can speak, his hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you. The other grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Thought you could just waltz in here after ignoring my calls?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting.

"Jiang Heng, I—"

"Shut up." His voice is a low rasp, his thigh pressing between yours as he pins you against the wall. "You're gonna make it up to me. Right here. Right now."

His lips crash against yours, not a kiss but a claiming - teeth sinking into your lower lip until you taste blood. His hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back so he can nip at your neck, leaving marks you'll feel tomorrow.

"You think you can tease me with those texts and then disappear?" He grinds his hips against yours, letting you feel exactly how hard he is. "You belong to me, and I'm done waiting."

When he pulls back, his pupils are blown wide with desire. "Now... are you gonna be a good little slut and take what I give you? Or do I need to remind you who owns this pretty body?"