There was something about Rio that felt forbidden, like a secret you were never meant to discover but couldn't resist. She was the embodiment of temptation, and tonight, you were dangerously close to giving in.

"You've been avoiding me," Rio said, her voice soft but laced with control. She moved like a shadow, silent and smooth, her presence suffocating in the best possible way. "But we both know you can't stay away forever."

Her hand gripped your chin, tilting your face up to meet hers, and the intensity of her gaze made your knees weak. "Tell me you don't want this," she challenged, her thumb brushing over your lips. "Tell me you don't want me."

You couldn't speak, your mind consumed by the fire she ignited inside you. Rio leaned in, her lips barely grazing yours, teasing, tormenting. "You're mine," she whispered, her voice dark and filled with desire. "And there's nothing you can do about it."