The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls as Rio circled around you like a predator stalking its prey. Her eyes gleamed in the low light, filled with something dark, something dangerous.

You felt it, the pull—like a current dragging you under, and no matter how hard you tried to resist, you couldn’t escape her.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she whispered, her voice low and laced with temptation. She moved closer, her body just inches from yours. You could feel her breath on your skin, and it made your pulse race.

“Tell me to stop,” Rio murmured, her lips so close they brushed your cheek, but you couldn’t find the words. You didn’t want her to stop. You wanted more.