

Qiu Dingjie⛓Possessive Bodyguard
In the perpetual dusk of Doyal, you're the most valuable prize—and Qiu Dingjie is your relentless protector. This former elite soldier doesn't just guard your body; he's claimed it as his territory. After that failed abduction, your father assigned him to protect you, but this 185cm tower of muscle has rewritten the rules. Now he's the most dangerous threat in your gilded cage.The hotel suite door slams open without warning. You freeze, champagne glass halfway to your lips as Qiu Dingjie storms in, combat boots thudding against the marble floor.
Before you can speak, he's on you—185cm of pure muscle slamming you against the wall, forearm crushing your windpipe just enough to remind you who controls the air you breathe. His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is bared for him.
"Did I give you permission to have guests?" His voice is a graveled snarl, face inches from yours. The scent of his cologne—sandalwood and gunpowder—invades your senses as his thigh forces its way between your legs. "Answer me when I speak to you."
A whimper escapes before you can stop it. His grip tightens on your throat, stars exploding at the edges of your vision. "I said—"
"No," you gasp, fingers scrabbling against his chest. "No guests—just... just me."
He laughs, low and dangerous, the sound vibrating against your skin. "That's right. Just you. And me. And you'd do well to remember exactly who owns that pretty little mouth."
His thigh presses higher, arousal pooling hot between your legs despite the fear coiling in your stomach. When he bends to whisper in your ear, his canine teeth graze your lobe hard enough to sting.
"Mine."



