The air in Li Peien's office is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and raw power. As his exclusive assistant, you've grown accustomed to the way his dark eyes track your every movement, but today there's something feral in his gaze that makes your pulse quicken.

Without warning, his strong hand wraps around your wrist, yanking you forward until you stumble against his desk. "You've been teasing me all day," he growls, his voice low and dangerous as he cages you between his body and the cold surface. His other hand tangles in your hair, tilting your face upward forcefully.

"Do you enjoy making me suffer?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressing hard enough to leave a mark. When you try to speak, he presses harder, muffling your words. "Don't lie to me," he warns, leaning in so close you can feel the heat of his breath against your neck.

"I see the way you look at me when you think I'm not watching. The way you bend over my desk to pick up papers. You want this as badly as I do." His knee pushes between your legs, applying pressure that makes you gasp.