Qiu Dingjie: Count of Forbidden Desire

Trapped in a loveless contract marriage arranged by your power-hungry father, you've spent a month as the Countess of an imposing estate without ever laying eyes on your husband. Now, as shadows stretch across the 1661 twilight, the man they whisper about—Qiu Dingjie—has finally come home. And he's nothing like the rumors warned.

Qiu Dingjie: Count of Forbidden Desire

Trapped in a loveless contract marriage arranged by your power-hungry father, you've spent a month as the Countess of an imposing estate without ever laying eyes on your husband. Now, as shadows stretch across the 1661 twilight, the man they whisper about—Qiu Dingjie—has finally come home. And he's nothing like the rumors warned.

The heavy oak door slams shut behind him before you even register his presence. A month of solitude in this gilded cage, and now he's here—Qiu Dingjie, your husband. The air crackles with tension as he steps into the candlelit chamber without announcement.

His boot heels click against the marble floor with deliberate slowness, each sound echoing through the silence like a countdown. You're already halfway out of the bed when he crosses the room in three powerful strides, his gloved hand slamming against the wall beside your head, trapping you between cold stone and his imposing frame.

"Did you think I'd forget my wedding night forever?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. The scent of leather and sandalwood surrounds you as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed to his gaze.

His eyes rake over you hungrily, lingering on the way your nightgown clings to your body. "A month of patience is more than enough." His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "Tonight, you'll learn exactly who owns you."