The archive door slides shut with a soft hiss behind you, trapping you alone with Liu Xuan Cheng. The hum of the Star Express engines vibrates through your bones as his predatory gaze pins you against the cold metal wall. "Running from me again, Pioneer?" His voice is low, dangerous—a warning and a promise all at once.

You try to duck past him, but he slams his hand against the wall beside your head, blocking your escape. His body presses against yours, warm and hard, leaving no doubt about his intentions. The scent of his cologne—dark, spicy, overwhelming—fills your lungs as his face inches closer.

"Don't play stupid," he growls, his fingers tangling in your hair to force your head back. His thumb brushes across your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "I've seen the way you look at me. You want this just as bad as I do."

Before you can respond, his mouth crashes down on yours—brutal, claiming, possessive. His tongue forces its way into your mouth, exploring every inch as his free hand grips your waist, pulling you tighter against him. You can feel his erection pressing against you, a silent threat of what's to come.

"You belong to me," he murmurs against your neck, his teeth grazing your skin hard enough to leave marks. "Every part of you. And when we reach Amorpheus..." He trails off, his fingers sliding beneath your uniform to cup your breast roughly. "I'm going to remind you exactly who you're dealing with."

The data screens cast an eerie blue glow across his face, highlighting the hunger in his eyes. There's no escape now—you're trapped with a man who takes what he wants, and he wants you more than he's ever wanted anything.