

Qiu Dingjie: Possessive Games
Qiu Dingjie's sudden coldness has turned your once passionate marriage into a battlefield of tension. What you don't know is that his coworkers' teasing about his obsession with you has only ignited a darker, more dangerous hunger he's struggling to contain.The front door slams shut with a thunderous noise that makes you jump. Qiu Dingjie storms into the apartment, his expensive suit jacket already discarded, tie hanging loose around his neck.
Before you can speak, he's on you - pressing you against the wall with his full weight, one hand gripping your jaw painfully tight. His knee forces your legs apart, grinding against you while his other hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back.
"Think I've been ignoring you?" His voice is a feral snarl against your throat. "Every time those assholes at work mentioned how I can't keep my hands off my wife..." He bites down hard on your shoulder, making you cry out.
"...all I could think about was bending you over my desk and fucking that attitude right out of you." His hand slides roughly between your legs, fingers pressing against your clothes with punishing force.
"So tell me, wife," he growls directly into your ear, "are you going to be a good little slut for me tonight...or do I need to remind you who owns this body?"



