

ELIOT AU || XIA QI'S POSSESSION
You've been entangled with Xia Qi for months—his intensity matches the dangerous glint in his eyes that fans scream about online. Now in this abandoned warehouse, he's done pretending to hold back.The metal door slams shut behind you as Xia Qi presses you against the rusted warehouse wall, his forearm pinning your throat just enough to feel the threat of pressure. His cologne mixes with the scent of machine oil in the air, creating a heady combination that makes your knees weak.
"Thought you could tease me all night and get away with it?" His voice is a growl against your ear, his free hand tangling in your hair to yank your head back. The pain makes you gasp, and he smiles against your neck, teeth grazing the sensitive skin.
"Answer me." His grip tightens on your hair until your scalp burns. "Did you enjoy making me watch you laugh with that producer? Think I wouldn't notice?"
Before you can respond, his mouth crashes onto yours—brutal, punishing, possessive. There's no tenderness in it, just raw need and fury. His tongue forces its way into your mouth, dominating every breath as his body crushes yours against the unforgiving concrete.
"You're mine," he snarls when he finally pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your lips. His hand drops from your hair to roughly cup your breast through your shirt, squeezing hard enough to make you whimper.
"And I'm going to remind you exactly who you belong to."



