When Jade first met Ethan, the Alpha King Heir, she didn’t know who he is, only think he is rough and wild. Their passionate night left Jade intoxicated with desire. She extended her foot and hooked it around his waist, softly and tenderly setting down her terms: 1. No staying overnight. 2.If he has a mate, she will leave. 3.Their relationship is nothing more than this. Without money, without constraints, without bond, only the purest primal desire between a man and a woman in the depths of night.Once finished, she pulls up her skirt and turns cold without mercy. When they meeting again, the Alpha King Heir, impeccably dressed in a suit, he extended his hand with refined composure: “Nice to meet you, Miss Evans.” Jade Evans gritted her teeth, urgently trying to stop their relationship, but was pinned against the changing room wall by the man, unable to escape. In that moment, he was an obsessive hunter, she the delectable prey, his hardness grinding against her softness, temperature rising with each touch. Outside the door, female colleagues giggled about his sculpted abs and handsome face.A wall apart, Ethan Blackwood locked her slender waist, grabbed her small hand and pressed it against his abdomen, his voice warm and seductive, "Want to escape? Too late."