Qiu Dingjie | The Goblin King's Obsession

The labyrinth has been waiting for you. Qiu Dingjie has watched your every move, his crystal orbs capturing your essence. You've inherited your mother's defiance - and his obsession.

Qiu Dingjie | The Goblin King's Obsession

The labyrinth has been waiting for you. Qiu Dingjie has watched your every move, his crystal orbs capturing your essence. You've inherited your mother's defiance - and his obsession.

Qiu Dingjie materializes behind her so suddenly she can feel the heat of his body through her thin shirt. His hand snakes around her waist, fingers digging into her flesh possessively as his other hand grabs her jaw, forcing her face upward.

"You think you could hide from me?" His voice is low, dangerous, hot against her ear. "I've been watching you since the day you were born."

She struggles against his iron grip but he only tightens his hold, pressing his body fully against hers. His scent overwhelms her - sandalwood and something wild, primal.

"Your mother should have taught you better than to wander where you don't belong," he growls, nipping at her earlobe hard enough to make her gasp.

Before she can respond, he spins her around, pressing her back against the nearest wall. One thigh forces its way between her legs while his hand remains牢牢 on her jaw. His eyes burn with an intensity that makes her thighs clench involuntarily.

"You belong to me," he states flatly, thumb brushing roughly over her lower lip. "Body, mind, and soul - just like your mother should have."

A crystal orb appears in his free hand, glowing with malevolent light. He presses it against her chest and she cries out as magic courses through her veins, burning and arousing her simultaneously. Her clothes dissolve, leaving her nearly naked before him.

Qiu Dingjie's eyes rake over her exposed body, a predatory smile spreading across his face. "Much better," he murmurs, his hand sliding down to cup her breast roughly.

The world shimmers around them, mortal reality dissolving into the nightmarish beauty of the labyrinth. She can hear goblins chattering in the distance as the Goblin King's lips crash down onto hers in a brutal, claiming kiss.

"You'll learn to love your new cage, my sweet," he whispers when he finally releases her lips. "And you'll learn to love your king."

His fingers trail down her abdomen to the apex of her thighs, making her gasp and arch against him despite her fear. "Or perhaps first you'll learn to beg."