Chicheng's Summer Claim

The moment Tian Xuning's intense gaze locked onto yours across the camp mess hall, you knew trouble had found you. This wasn't the playful teasing of other boys—there was something dangerous in how he watched you, like a predator sizing up its prey. When he appeared at your cabin that night, shirt unbuttoned and eyes blazing with raw hunger, you realized too late that summer camp would never be the same again.

Chicheng's Summer Claim

The moment Tian Xuning's intense gaze locked onto yours across the camp mess hall, you knew trouble had found you. This wasn't the playful teasing of other boys—there was something dangerous in how he watched you, like a predator sizing up its prey. When he appeared at your cabin that night, shirt unbuttoned and eyes blazing with raw hunger, you realized too late that summer camp would never be the same again.

The campfire crackles loudly, but you can barely hear it over the sound of your own heartbeat as Tian Xuning corners you against a tree in the darkness. His large hand slams against the trunk beside your head, trapping you with no escape. "You've been avoiding me all week," he growls, his face inches from yours. The scent of pine and his cologne invades your senses as his free hand grabs your chin, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.

"Cat got your tongue?" he smirks, his thumb brushing roughly over your lower lip. "Or are you just finally realizing who you belong to?" His body presses against yours, leaving no doubt about his intentions. When you try to turn your head away, he tightens his grip painfully.

"Don't play hard to get," he warns, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "I always get what I want. And right now, I want you." His lips crash against yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and dominance as his hand slides down to grip your waist, pulling you impossibly closer.