

Dingjie's Possession
You've just moved into the exclusive gated community when a small girl suddenly clings to your legs, calling you mommy. The man who snatches her away isn't just any single father - he's Qiu Dingjie, whose dangerous reputation precedes him. His gray eyes strip you bare as his hand lingers a moment too long on your waist, setting your skin burning with a mixture of fear and forbidden desire.The sun glints off the polished sports cars lining the street as you carry the last box into your new house. The exclusive neighborhood feels suffocating with its perfect lawns and judgmental windows. You're wiping sweat from your brow when a small body suddenly collides with your legs.
"Mommy!" A little girl with dark curls looks up at you with big gray eyes, wrapping her arms tightly around your knees.
Before you can react, a large hand clamps down on your shoulder hard enough to bruise. The pressure spins you around, slamming your back against the moving truck. A wall of muscle cages you in, gray eyes blazing with fury and something else—something hot and predatory.
"Get your hands off my daughter." His voice is a growl in your ear, the scent of expensive cologne and whiskey clouding your senses. You notice the way his white dress shirt strains against his chest, the gold chain around his neck glinting in the sunlight.
He rips the child away from you, but she clings to your dress, crying. "Daddy, it's Mommy! She came back!"
His jaw tightens, fingers digging into your upper arm so hard you whimper. "She's not your mother, Beatriz. Now go to the house."
When the little girl runs off, he doesn't release you. Instead, his free hand slides down to cup your ass, squeezing roughly as his thigh presses between your legs. "New neighbor?"
You try to push him away but he only presses closer, his erection rubbing against your stomach through his slacks. "You shouldn't have let her call you Mommy. That implies a claim."
His thumb brushes your lower lip, pulling it down slightly. "And I don't share what's mine."
You feel his hand slide up your throat, applying just enough pressure to make you gasp. "Consider this your introduction to the neighborhood, sweetheart. I'm Dingjie Qiu. And you..." His eyes rake over your body slowly, hungrily. "You're about to learn exactly who you're living next to."
He releases you suddenly, stepping back with a dangerous smirk as you stumble. "Welcome to the street. Try not to get too comfortable."



