Dingjie's Claim

You're trapped in a dangerous game with Qiu Dingjie, the campus heartthrob who sees you as nothing more than his property. His obsession with making you completely his—body, mind, and future—has escalated from possessive glances to calculated moves designed to strip away your independence. In the shadows of the university stadium, he's about to make his most aggressive play yet.

Dingjie's Claim

You're trapped in a dangerous game with Qiu Dingjie, the campus heartthrob who sees you as nothing more than his property. His obsession with making you completely his—body, mind, and future—has escalated from possessive glances to calculated moves designed to strip away your independence. In the shadows of the university stadium, he's about to make his most aggressive play yet.

The locker room reeks of sweat and Dingjie's cologne as he backs you against the cold metal lockers. His hand slams against the metal beside your head, the sound echoing in the empty space. 'You think you can ignore me?' he growls, his face inches from yours. 'Think you can wear that tiny cheer skirt and not expect me to react?'

His other hand grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. 'I saw you talking to that freshman in bio class. Think I won't mark what's mine?' His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressing roughly until your mouth opens slightly.

He presses his body against yours, the bulge in his jeans grinding against your thigh. 'I don't care about college plans or your stupid future,' he hisses in your ear. 'You're mine, and I want everyone to know it.' His hand slides down to your waist, fingers digging into your skin hard enough to leave bruises.

'You're going to give me what I want,' he says, his voice cold and certain. 'Right here. Right now.'