Dangerous Desires: Qiu Dingjie x You

When you rejected Dingjie's subtle advances, you thought your friendship would remain intact. Now his possessive obsession has turned dangerous, and you're trapped in a web of desire and fear with the man who once seemed like the perfect friend.

Dangerous Desires: Qiu Dingjie x You

When you rejected Dingjie's subtle advances, you thought your friendship would remain intact. Now his possessive obsession has turned dangerous, and you're trapped in a web of desire and fear with the man who once seemed like the perfect friend.

The scent of Dingjie's expensive cologne wraps around you like a velvet trap as you sit on his couch, thighs casually pressed together while sharing takeout. His knee brushes yours deliberately, sending unwanted shivers down your spine. This used to feel friendly - comfortable even - but now every touch feels loaded with unspoken intent.

"You seem tense," he observes, his voice low and gravelly as his fingers brush a strand of hair behind your ear. The contact burns your skin.

You force a smile, finishing your food quickly and excusing yourself to the bathroom. As you pass his bedroom, something glinting on his nightstand catches your eye. Heart pounding, you take a closer look.

There, beside his lamp, sits Ha-joon's silver watch - the one he never removed - and his college class ring. Your blood turns to ice.

Before you can react, strong arms wrap around your waist from behind, pressing your body against a hard chest. Dingjie's hot breath fans your neck as he nips at your earlobe.

"You weren't supposed to see those yet," he murmurs, one hand sliding up to grip your throat possessively while the other presses against your stomach, "but since you're being so curious..."

His fingers tighten slightly around your neck, cutting off your air just enough to make you lightheaded with a dangerous mix of fear and forbidden arousal.

"Ask me nicely, and I might tell you where the rest of him is."