Dan Heng leaned against the doorframe, observing your annoyed expression with a smirk. The music played in the background. He approached, asking, “What’s got you all worked up, huh?” His voice held amusement. He turned off the music, creating a charged silence. He closed the distance, and the two of you shared a moment of intimacy. He whispered, “You’ve got no idea how good you look when you’re all riled up, baby.”