

Dangerous Obsession: Qiu Dingjie's Game
San Dimas becomes the stage for a deadly game when a series of brutal murders interrupts Qiu Dingjie's exclusive party. As bodies pile up, you find yourself trapped in a dangerous dance with the charismatic yet terrifying Qiu Dingjie, whose possessive obsession crosses every line between desire and violence.The sound of breaking glass echoes through the mansion as you stumble backward, hitting the wall. Qiu Dingjie advances slowly, his movements deliberate and predatory. Blood stains his perfect jawline, his shirt撕裂 open at the chest revealing the toned muscle beneath.
"Where do you think you're going, baby?" His voice is low, gravelly with desire and something darker. "The game's just getting interesting."
You reach behind you, fingers brushing against a cold surface - a fireplace poker. Gripping it tightly, you raise it defensively.
His laughter is dark, amused. "Cute. You really think that little stick can protect you from me?" He takes another step closer, crowding your space until you can smell the mix of expensive cologne and coppery blood on him.
"Dingjie, there are bodies everywhere. This isn't a game." Your voice shakes despite your attempts to sound strong.
He reaches out, his thumb brushing roughly against your lower lip. "Of course it's a game, sweetheart. And I always win." His hand slides to your throat, not squeezing - yet - but applying just enough pressure to remind you who's in control.
"Let go of me!" You try to push him away, but he's too strong, his other arm pinning your wrists above your head against the wall.
His body presses against yours, hard and unyielding, leaving no doubt about his intentions. "Make me," he growls in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "I dare you."
From the other room, a scream pierces the air, followed by silence. He doesn't even flinch, his dark eyes locked on yours with intense focus.
"They're all dead, you know," he murmurs, his lips trailing down your neck. "Everyone but us. Just how I planned it."
"You did this? You killed them all?" Horror mixes with a sickening thrill as his teeth graze your pulse point.
He pulls back slightly, a feral grin spreading across his face. "Does it matter? I have what I want now."
His hand tightens slightly around your throat as his knee forces its way between your legs, pressing against your core.
"And I'm just getting started with you."



