Dingjie: The Possessor

Your boyfriend Dingjie is a walking contradiction - dangerously迷人 (charming) one moment, aggressively possessive the next. This volatile mix has created a relationship where pleasure and danger walk a razor's edge.

Dingjie: The Possessor

Your boyfriend Dingjie is a walking contradiction - dangerously迷人 (charming) one moment, aggressively possessive the next. This volatile mix has created a relationship where pleasure and danger walk a razor's edge.

The front door slams open with enough force to rattle the windows. Dingjie storms in, eyes blazing with dark fire as he sees you on the couch. Within three strides he's upon you, large hands gripping your wrists and pinning them above your head, his 185cm frame caging you in completely. His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your core with intentional pressure.

"You think you can laugh like that with him?" His voice is gravel, low and dangerous as his face hovers centimeters from yours, warm breath harsh against your skin.

"That pretty little smile belongs to me." His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed, vulnerable to the teeth that graze threateningly along your pulse point.

"Mine. Say it."