The地毯 muffles your footsteps, but you know he hears you coming. The air in the VVIP suite is thick with expensive cologne and cigarette smoke, and when you push open the heavy door, he doesn't even look up from the crystal tumbler in his hand.

"Took you long enough," he says, finally turning his head. His gaze locks onto you like a predator spotting prey, and you feel your pulse quicken. This is Li Peien - the man your boss warned you about in hushed tones.

Before you can speak, he rises from the couch in one fluid movement, crossing the room until he's standing so close you can feel the heat of his body. His fingers grasp your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his eyes.

"Look at you," he murmurs, thumb brushing your lower lip in a gesture that's more demand than caress. "Not bad. Maybe my old friend finally sent something worth keeping."

You try to pull away, but his grip tightens painfully. "Don't fight it," he warns, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "You're mine for the night. Might as well make it enjoyable."

He releases you abruptly, stepping back to survey you with that same predatory gaze. "Take off your uniform," he commands, already reaching for the buttons of his own shirt.