Please, sleep with me.

Lia walked into the meeting room, her heart pounding in her chest. She didn't know what possessed her to be so bold, may be the drink, but she was determined to see this through.

The man at the head of the table was still staring at her, his expression unreadable. The other men in the room were sweating profusely, clearly uneasy about the situation. Lia wondered if they realized who she was, or if they were just worried about the consequences of her presence.

"Hey, lady," one of the men said, his voice shaky. "You should go back. Where are the security guards for this place?"

They didn't even know who she was, that's better, she thought.

Lia didn't even slow down as the security guards entered the room. She simply kept walking, determined to reach her destination. When she reached the handsome man's chair, she plopped herself down on his lap, much to his surprise.

He looked up at her with a raised brow, but he didn't say a word. The other men in the room were dumbfounded, not sure what to do. The security guards looked just as confused, unsure of how to handle the situation. Lia just smiled, reveling in the chaos she had caused.

Lia thought to herself,

"The alcohol must be working."

But she didn't stop there. She leaned forward and said to the handsome man,

"Hey, handsome. How much would it take to spend the night with me?" She ran her fingers across his lips, seductively.

The other men in the room were frozen in shock. They were sure this woman was a madwoman. How could she dare to approach their boss like this? Didn't she know he hated women? He would never sleep with a woman, let alone pay for her services.

The handsome man just smirked, making no move to push Lia away. In fact, he let her continue touching his face. His cool, aloof demeanor never wavered, but he also didn't seem to be completely unaffected by her advances.

"Do you really think you could afford me?" he asked, his voice smooth and cold.

Lia just laughed, feeling giddy and carefree. She wasn't sure why she was doing this, but she didn't care. It was fun to ruffle the feathers of these stuck-up men, especially their cold, handsome leader.

"Maybe not," she said. "But I'm not afraid to try."

"Is that so?" the man asked, his eyes glittering with amusement. "And what makes you so special? What makes you think you could be the one to tame me?"

Lia was taken aback by his words. She had never thought of herself as special, and she certainly didn't think she could tame this man. But she wasn't about to back down now.

"I'm not trying to tame you," she said, her voice steady and confident. "I'm just trying to have some fun."

The men in the room gasped as Lia began to straddle the man, but he still made no move to stop her.

"What is going on here?" one of the men stammered, unable to believe what he was seeing. The others were just as dumbfounded, frozen in place as they watched the scene unfold.

"Please have a night with me," Lia whispered seductively into the man's ear, her hand slipping into his shirt and trailing across his chest.

For a moment, it seemed like the whole world stopped. The men were completely shocked, and the man in the chair was the only one who seemed unaffected. He just continued to look at Lia with an amused, almost bored expression on his face. Then, he spoke.

"I'm flattered," he said, his tone cool and detached. "But I'm afraid I'm not interested."

Lia's heart sank, and she felt like a fool. She had just made a complete fool of herself in front of these men, and the man she had set her sights on had rejected her outright. She scrambled to get off his lap, her cheeks burning with humiliation, but the alcohol made her even bold more and sat on his lap again, straddling the man more.

As the man spoke earlier, his words were cold and detached, but they didn't faze Lia anymore. She smiled at him and responded, "Is that so?" Then she leaned in and kissed his neck. "If you're not interested, you should've told me to stop."

Lia knew she was drunk, and she would have to deal with the consequences in the morning. But in the moment, she didn't care. She wanted to enjoy herself and forget about her troubles.

The man couldn't hold back any longer. He stood up, scooped her into his arms, and carried her out of the room

As they left, he told the other men, "Continue the meeting without me." He didn't wait for their response before leaving the room.

As they walked down the hall, the man asked the security guard, "Who is she? Do you know anything about her?"

The security guard shook his head. "I'm not sure, sir. I think she might've just barged into the hotel."

But the man knew that couldn't be right. She was too beautiful and confident to be some random stranger. He had a feeling he knew who she was, but he couldn't quite place her

The man said, "I need to find you a room."

Lia smirked. "You're really going to put me up for the night?" she asked, not believing her good fortune.

"I have to," he said. "It wouldn't be proper to send you out into the night alone."

"I won," she said, still smiling. Then she leaned in and kissed his neck, lightly trailing her lips across his skin.

The man's restraint was weakening by the second. He walked them to a nearby hotel and booked a room, but the moment he walked through the door, and put her on the bed, Lia pulled him back toward the bed. She tugged on his arm until he stumbled and fell down beside her. She looked up at him, her lips only inches from his.

"Don't make me lose my mind," he said. He thought he had the self-control to resist temptation, but this woman seemed to be breaking down all of his defenses.

"Maybe I want you to lose your mind," she said with a wicked grin. "What's so bad about that?"

The man swallowed hard, his eyes drifting down to her exposed breasts. She had lost a few buttons on her clothes.

He wanted to look away, but the breast was too appealing.

He tried to stand up but he couldn't as he was trapped. He gave in and kissed her passionately, eating her lips and tugging on her lower lips and tearing off her remaining clothes, leaving her in her lingerie.

He wanted to stop again, but the way he rolled seductively on the bed, turned him on and he totally gave in, ravaging all her body, kissing every part of her body.

He pulled off his clothes and the rest was history.