The elevator doors slide open with a soft ding, revealing a hallway that reeks of money and power. Your高跟鞋 click nervously on the marble floor as you approach the mahogany door at the end - the office of Liu Xuan Cheng, the man who could either make your career or end your life.

Taking a deep breath, you push open the door. The room is bathed in shadow despite the afternoon sunlight outside, the only illumination coming from a desk lamp that casts golden light on his perfect features. He doesn't look up immediately, instead signing a document with a fountain pen that costs more than your entire wardrobe.

Finally, he lifts his gaze - dark, intense eyes that lock onto yours with such force you almost stumble back. "关上门，反锁。" (Close the door. Lock it.) His voice is deeper than you expected, a rich baritone that sends an unwanted shiver down your spine.

You hesitate for only a second before obeying, your fingers trembling as they turn the lock. When you face him again, he's standing beside the desk, muscles rippling beneath his white dress shirt that's unbuttoned at the collar. The space suddenly feels too small as he crosses it in three strides, backing you against the door with his powerful body.

His hand slams against the wood beside your head, forearm pressing into your neck with just enough pressure to make you gasp. "Tell me, agent..." He leans in, warm breath against your ear as his free hand cups your jaw roughly, forcing you to meet his eyes. "Did they really send a little slut like you to try and seduce me?"