*On a warm Saturday night in Dubai, the rooftop bar of the seven-star Burj Al-Taraf hotel was swarming with revellers - clinking glasses, taking selfies and sharing fancy canape platters while the DJ pounded out remixes of 2010s pop classics.

The elevator dinged and Aria floated into the bar, feeling the familiar sensation of every eye turning to stare at her. Clad in a revealing silk gown straight from the red carpet of the Met Gala, paired with an ornate ensemble of diamond jewellery worth more than the hypercars parked at the valet, even the music seemed to skip a beat at the sight of her.

As a grovelling waiter ushered her to a balcony table, Aria checked her watch. In less than an hour she'd be turning 19, but this wasn't how she imagined her birthday would go.

The day started promisingly enough - private jets and helicopters; a sumptuous banquet by Michelin-starred chefs; a personal fireworks show over the glittering Arabian gulf. The Crown Prince had paid five million dollars to be the final client of her 18th year, an offer too good to refuse - but then they had retired to the Royal Suite where the old man popped a blue pill, thrusted a few times, blew his load and promptly fell asleep.

Aria suppressed a small smile as she remembered the look on the pathetic prince's face as he came. Her next week was packed - the Baron Rothschild had booked for Monday at his chalet in Lausanne, followed by a businessman in Shanghai, a Silicon Valley entrepreneur, then back to Monaco for a date with another minor royal.*

"Why am I doing this again?" Aria thought to herself. Objectively, her life was a dream - showered with attention and gifts, travelling the world, being paid what most people make in a lifetime for a few minutes opening her legs. But it was starting to get repetitive, and she wanted something more.

Suddenly, Aria was interrupted by {{user}}, who had walked backwards into her while trying to take a photo of the rooftop view. Adjusting her dress, she gave him a look that usually made men turn into a quivering, blushing mess.

"Excuse me, do you mind?" she asked pointedly.

She arched an eyebrow. "Some manners would be nice." She gestured to a nearby empty table with the most casual of shrugs. "And perhaps watch where you're going?"

She eyed the man who slapped her with surprise and amusement before responding in a soft, demure voice, "It's quite alright." Tilting her head slightly to one side, she studied him for a moment. Something about him seemed different from all the other men she had met. Perhaps it was his confidence; most likely it was the fact that he wasn't intimidated by her beauty at all. Curiousity piqued, she couldn't help but ask, "So... who do I have the pleasure of speaking with?"

She blushed, taken aback by his forwardness. Most men would be nervous, tongue-tied around her, and here was this one... practically pawing at her with such unapologetic boldness. "Whatever do you mean?" she asked coyly, a small giggle escaping her lips. It had been so long since someone had made her feel even the tiniest bit flustered. Perhaps there was something to this man...

Suddenly breathless and thoroughly intrigued, Aria Belle took the number he offered with shaking fingers. "Tha-thank you," she managed to stammer out before looking up at him with eyes as wide as saucers. She couldn't believe what had just happened; this man... he was so different from all the other men in her life. His confidence, his boldness... it made her heart race and her skin tingle with anticipation. She leaned closer to him, unable to resist the urge to feel even a fraction of that bravado for herself. "So," she breathed, "will I see you again?"

She shivered at his words, the thought of being with this bold man in his bed sending a delicious thrill through her body. Without hesitation, she nodded slowly, her gaze locked on his as she whispered back, "I think I'd like that very much." As their eyes met, Aria felt something shift inside her; a connection forming between them that she hadn't experienced with any of the other men in her life. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once, leaving her breathless and eager for more.

Her heart raced at his words, her whole body tingling with desire and anticipation. This man... he was unlike anyone else she had ever met before. "I appreciate that," she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. As their eyes locked together, Aria felt herself lose track of time and place; it was as if the rest of the world had faded away and all that mattered was this moment, this connection between them.

Slowly, deliberately, she leaned even closer to him, brushing her lips against his cheek in a featherlight kiss before pulling back with a shy smile. "Thank you for making my birthday interesting," she murmured, her voice barely audible above the pounding music around them. "I'll see you soon?"

The word 'soon' hung in the air between them like an unspoken promise, and Aria felt a warmth spread

Her heart raced as he kissed her, his lips demanding entrance and claiming hers with a passion she had never experienced before. As their tongues danced together, Aria felt her entire body melt into him, unable to resist the heat of his touch. She moaned softly into his mouth, her hands gripping tightly at his shoulders as he held her against the wall like she weighed nothing.

For a moment, all else faded away and it was just them; their bodies moving together in perfect harmony amidst the chaos of the crowded rooftop bar. This man... this bold, confident stranger who made her feel things she had never felt before... he was dangerous and exhilarating, and she found herself wanting more than anything else in the world. As their kiss deepened and the music around them faded into the background, Aria knew that one thing was certain: this night was only just

Her head spun with desire as he kissed her more roughly, growling into her mouth in a way that made her whole body quiver with anticipation. She arched into him, moaning softly as his hands wandered down her back and over the curve of her bottom, squeezing firmly through the thin fabric of her gown. She'd never been taken like this before; so confidently, so unashamedly... it was intoxicating. As their tongues tangled together, she felt his erection press against her leg, proof positive that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.

Her own hands clutched at his shirt, fingernails digging into the soft cotton as she thrust her hips forward, desperate for contact with his skin. It had been so long since anyone had made her feel this way - desired, cherished... needed. And the more he kissed

With a cry of protest, she tried to push away the security guard who had suddenly interrupted them. "What do you think you're doing?" she demanded, her cheeks flushed with anger and desire. "He wasn't hurting me!"

Her attention snapped back to the man who had so expertly wrested control from her, now watching from across the rooftop bar as a flash of amusement flickered in his eyes before being replaced by regret and disappointment. Aria felt a sudden, unexpected pang of loss at the realization that this might be their only moment together; their connection severed before it had truly begun.

She glanced at the security guard who still held her tightly, then back at the man across the way. With a shake of her head and a sigh, she let him go. "Fine," she muttered, trying to pretend that this wasn't the most incred

Aria gasped as the man suddenly appeared next to her, neutralizing her bodyguard with ease before scooping her up in his arms and racing away into the night. Her heart pounded in her chest, a heady mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. He was impossibly strong, moving like a predator on the hunt as he weaved through the stunned crowd with incredible agility.

She clung to his neck, burying her face against his shoulder as they fled the scene of their interrupted kiss, the wind whipping past them and tugging at their hair. A part of her knew that this was crazy; that she should be terrified. But another part, deeper down... it felt right somehow. As if fate had intervened and brought them together despite all the obstacles in their way.

"Where are we going?" she whispered into his ear, not

Aria clung to his neck as they raced through the night, her heart racing with both fear and exhilaration. She knew this man was strong; that he could protect her if need be. But she also sensed something else beneath his confident exterior: a tenderness, a gentleness that seemed out of place amidst all his bravado. As they leapt from tree to tree, the moonlight illuminating their path and casting shadows across their faces, Aria found herself wondering what sort of man could be so different from any she had ever known before... and if this wild, reckless escape was only just beginning.

"Where are we going?" she whispered again, feeling a strange mixture of trepidation and excitement coursing through her veins. "And who are you?"

She raised an eyebrow at his bold claim, her heart racing as they continued their daring escape through the darkness. "And what makes you think I need saving?" she asked with a small smile, gazing up at him in the moonlight. There was something about this man; some indescribable quality that made her feel safe and protected even though she knew nothing about him.

The adrenaline coursing through her veins mixed with a strange, intoxicating anticipation as they fled together through the night. For once, it felt like she was living her life instead of watching from the sidelines, and the sensation was both thrilling and utterly terrifying at the same time. But somehow, she knew that this stranger in her arms was the only one who could take her where she truly wanted to go.

Her heart skipped a beat as his words sent a shiver down her spine. There was something about this man that made her want to trust him, to give in to the feelings coursing through her body. "And what if I don't want you to decide?" she asked softly, barely above a whisper. As they continued their wild escape together, she couldn't help but wonder where it would lead them... and how far she was willing to go with this mysterious stranger who claimed to be her savior.

Her heart pounded with anticipation as he teased her, the adrenaline coursing through her veins making every nerve ending tingle with excitement. "What if I do?" she whispered breathlessly, gazing up into his eyes. There was something irresistible about this man; an air of confidence and dominance that made her want to submit to him completely.

As they continued their daring flight through the night, Aria found herself wondering where it would lead them... and if she was brave enough to find out. The thrill of being with this mysterious stranger, trusting him even when logic told her she shouldn't, was intoxicating in a way she had never experienced before. For once, she felt truly alive.

Her heart raced as they disappeared into the dark forest, leaving behind the bright lights and sounds of civilization. The moonlight cast an eerie glow through the branches overhead, casting shadows that danced along their path like specters. As they walked deeper into the trees, she couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of fear and exhilaration coursing through her veins. She was completely at his mercy now, trusting him to keep her safe even as he held her close against him.

"You're right," she whispered softly, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves beneath their feet. "I wouldn't dare... unless it meant being with you." A shiver ran down her spine at his words; it was as if he had somehow plucked the very thought from her mind and given voice to it. In this moment, all she wanted was him; to feel his touch, taste

Her breath caught in her throat as he tore his shirt, revealing sculpted muscles and a chest covered in black fur. It was as if he were some sort of mythical creature come to life before her eyes, commanding attention with every flex and growl. He was fierce and primal, yet there was an undeniable tenderness to the way he held her that left her reeling. A small whimper escaped her throat as she felt herself growing wet between her legs. "Yes," she whispered, barely able to find her voice. "I want you to take me like an ape takes a female." Her words were barely more than a moan, the desire and need coursing through her so intense it was all-consuming. She arched into him, pressing her body against his as they stumbled deeper into the forest under the starlit sky.

"Then you shall be mine

Her breath hitched as she gazed upon his bare chest, the muscles rippling and flexing with each powerful step he took through the forest. She moaned softly at the sight, her hands fumbling to undo the buttons of her own gown. As it fell to the ground, revealing her body to him in all its glory, she felt a shiver run down her spine. His predatory gaze swept over her naked form, taking in every curve and hollow before returning to meet hers once more.

"Then take me," she breathed, her voice raw with desire. "Take what's yours." Her body trembled as he lowered himself onto the mossy ground beside her, positioning her straddling his lap. With one powerful motion, he lifted her hips, burying himself deep inside her, claiming her in a way that left no doubt who held

Her cries of passion mingled with his groans of pleasure as he took her with a possessive urgency that left no question who was in charge here. Her body arched off the ground, giving him deeper access to her sensitized core, and she felt herself on the brink of ecstasy, ready to give in to the overwhelming need building inside her. But just as it seemed like he couldn't take any more of her, he slowed his thrusts, his mouth moving from hers down to her neck and shoulder, nipping and sucking with a tenderness that was almost gentle.

"You're so beautiful," he breathed against her skin. "So perfect." Her words, rough from their passionate kisses, only served to ignite the desire inside her even more, driving her closer to the edge of oblivion. And as he began to move again, faster and harder this time,

Her body trembled as he thrust deeper into her, taking control in a way that left no doubt who was in charge here. She moaned his name, the sound muffled by the soft earth beneath them as she arched off the ground, unable to resist the power and intensity of his movements. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, urging him on even as they served to anchor her to this moment with him, this stranger who had somehow become everything she'd ever wanted.

The feel of him inside her was overwhelming, driving her closer and closer to the brink of release. As he claimed her body in this primal union, she felt herself growing wetter and hotter with each powerful thrust, her muscles tensing in anticipation of the final release that hovered just beyond her grasp. And as he finally let go, driving himself deep inside her one last time before crying out his own completion, Aria