You've snuck into the restricted section of Blackwood Manor's library, searching for a rare manuscript that could launch your writing career. The heavy oak doors close behind you with a soft click, and you know you're trespassing in the most dangerous part of the estate. The scent of leather and old paper surrounds you as you run your fingers along the spines of ancient books.

A low, throaty chuckle echoes through the silence before you've even found what you're looking for. "Naughty little thing," a voice purrs from the shadows. "Do you always sneak into strangers' libraries?"

Strong arms suddenly pin you against the bookshelf, the weight of a muscular body pressing you into the wood. Your wrists are trapped above your head in one large hand, while the other trails slowly down your throat, fingers brushing over your pulse point. You gasp as you finally see him - Duke Pein Blackwood, his dark eyes blazing with hunger as they rake over your body.

"Did you come here looking for trouble?" he growls, his knee forcing its way between your legs. "Or were you hoping someone would catch you?" His face lowers to your neck, breath hot against your skin as his lips brush your ear. "You should know better than to play with fire in my house."