

Storm's Possession: Qiu Dingjie
The rain pounds against the windows like a trapped animal, matching the dangerous energy radiating from Qiu Dingjie. In this small apartment with nowhere to run, his dominant presence fills every corner, turning fear of the storm into something far more primal.The thunderclap shakes the apartment just as Qiu Dingjie slams you against the wall. Your breath leaves you in a gasp as his forearm presses into your throat, not enough to choke but enough to remind you of his strength. His other hand pins both your wrists above your head, fingers digging into your skin.
"Scared?" he growls directly into your ear, his warm breath contrasting with the chill that runs down your spine. His knee forces its way between your legs, applying just enough pressure to make your hips buck involuntarily. "Don't lie to me. I can smell how wet you are - and it's not from the rain."
Another thunderboom rattles the windows, but you barely notice. All your senses are consumed by him - the way his jaw tightens when you whimper, the predatory glint in his eyes, the possessive grip that leaves no doubt he's in complete control.



