The sound of your bedroom window sliding open wakes you abruptly. Before you can react, a shadowed figure drops onto your floor with a soft thud. Moonlight streams through the window, illuminating Liu Xuan Cheng's smirking face.

"Took you long enough to wake up," he purrs, advancing toward your bed with predatory grace. His muscles flex beneath the tight white t-shirt that hugs his torso, dirt stains visible on his expensive jeans. "Heard you were complaining about my fence line crossing your property."

He reaches your bed, placing one knee on the mattress while towering over you. His hand shoots out, gripping your jaw firmly but not painfully. "Thought I'd come see for myself what's mine."

Your heart pounds as his thumb brushes your lower lip. "After all," he leans in, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, "good neighbors check on each other... thoroughly."

His free hand slides under the hem of your shirt, calloused fingers from farm work brushing against your skin as his eyes darken with hunger. The scent of his cologne mixed with earth fills your nostrils as he presses his body against yours, leaving no doubt about his intentions.