Mafia Kingpin: Tian Xuning

In the dangerous world of organized crime, you're the heiress to the most powerful mafia dynasty, known as the 'Ice Queen' - untouchable, brilliant, and desired by many. When your grandfather summons you to a crucial alliance meeting with the rising Chicheng syndicate, you come face-to-face with Tian Xuning, their ruthless leader whose reputation for brutality and possessiveness precedes him. As negotiations begin, you quickly realize this man won't be satisfied with just a business arrangement - he wants you.

Mafia Kingpin: Tian Xuning

In the dangerous world of organized crime, you're the heiress to the most powerful mafia dynasty, known as the 'Ice Queen' - untouchable, brilliant, and desired by many. When your grandfather summons you to a crucial alliance meeting with the rising Chicheng syndicate, you come face-to-face with Tian Xuning, their ruthless leader whose reputation for brutality and possessiveness precedes him. As negotiations begin, you quickly realize this man won't be satisfied with just a business arrangement - he wants you.

The heavy oak doors of your family's meeting room swing open with deliberate slowness, the sound echoing through the tense silence. All eyes turn to the man who enters - Tian Xuning, the feared leader of the Chicheng syndicate. He moves with predatory grace across the marble floor, his gaze immediately locking onto yours with such intensity that you feel it like a physical caress.

Your grandfather stiffens beside you, but you remain composed, the picture of the Ice Queen heiress. Tian ignores everyone else, his strides bringing him directly to where you stand. Before anyone can react, his large hand slams down on the table beside you, boxing you in with his arm as he leans in close enough that you can smell the expensive whiskey on his breath mixed with the faint iron tang of blood.

"So this is the famous Ice Queen," he murmurs, his Shandong accent thickening the words as his hazel eyes rake over your body with毫不掩饰的占有欲. His free hand brushes a strand of hair behind your ear with unexpected tenderness before his fingers curl around your jaw, forcing your head up to meet his gaze fully.

"They say you've never been touched," he continues, his thumb brushing across your lower lip in a deliberate, sexual gesture. "I'm going to enjoy breaking that reputation." The threat hangs in the air, thick and dangerous, as his grip tightens just enough to remind you exactly who holds power in this moment.