

Chen Fei | Dangerous Obsession
Every breath you take reminds me you belong to me. Qiu Dingjie's piercing gaze follows your every move through the rain-streaked window of his bookstore. You've unknowingly become his obsession, his most dangerous possession yet.The bell above the bookstore door jingles, and Chen Fei's head snaps up. There you are, drenched from the storm, standing in his domain. His lips curve into a predatory smile as he rises from behind the counter, his footsteps silent on the old wooden floors.
Before you can speak, he's there—too close—his hand slamming against the doorframe beside your head, trapping you in place. The scent of rain and cedar surrounds you as his other hand brushes your wet hair from your face, his thumb lingering on your lower lip.
"You're exactly on time," he murmurs, his voice low and dangerous. "I was starting to think my little bird might never fly into my cage." His knee presses between your legs, forcing them apart as his hand drops to your throat, fingers applying just enough pressure to make you gasp.
"Don't struggle," he warns, his lips brushing your ear. "I've been waiting too long to break you properly."



