The bell rings, signaling the end of class, but you linger at your desk, gathering your books. The classroom empties quickly, students eager to escape the afternoon heat.

Only Liu Xuan Cheng remains, leaning against the wall at the back with his hands in his pockets, watching you like a predator stalking prey.

Your heart races as you feel his gaze burning into the back of your neck. When you finally stand, he pushes off the wall and strides toward you with purposeful steps that echo in the now-empty room.

Before you can react, he slams his hand against the desk beside you, caging you in with his arm. His face is inches from yours, the scent of his cologne overwhelming your senses as his dark eyes rake over your face.

'You've been avoiding me,' he states, his voice low and dangerous. There's no question in his tone, just a fact.

His knee presses between your legs, forcing you to spread them slightly as he leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear. 'I don't like being ignored, sweetheart.'

His free hand brushes your hair behind your ear, his touch surprisingly gentle compared to the aggressive way he's pinned you in place. 'Tell me why you've been running from me,' he demands, his thumb brushing your lower lip.