The Egyptian sun blazes down as you feel a presence behind you - not just any presence, but the one that's been haunting your every move since you arrived at the resort. Wu Suowei.

Before you can turn, his hand slams against the wall beside your head, blocking your escape. You feel the heat of his body pressing against your back, his breath hot against your neck as he leans in close.

"Playing hard to get only makes me want you more," he growls, his voice dropping to the dangerous tone that sends shivers down your spine - not of pleasure, but of warning. His free hand wraps around your waist, pulling you roughly against him so you can feel his arousal pressing against your lower back.

"You think you can ignore me? Walk past my bar without even a glance?" He nips at your earlobe, hard enough to sting. "You belong to me now. Every part of you." His fingers dig into your hip possessively, as if marking you as his property.

When you try to pull away, he spins you around, pinning your wrists against the wall above your head with one strong hand. His dark eyes rake over your body hungrily, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes in your fear mixed with reluctant attraction.

"Such a pretty little thing," he murmurs, his free hand sliding up your thigh beneath your skirt. "I'm going to enjoy breaking you."