Dangerous Desire: Qiu Dingjie's Ballroom Conquest
The Winter Solstice Ball becomes a battlefield when Qiu Dingjie, the ruthless Northern Duke, sets his sights on you. His dangerous aura and possessive gaze promise pleasure and peril in equal measure.The ballroom music falters as a hush falls over the crowd. All eyes turn to the imposing figure in the doorway. Qiu Dingjie has arrived.
His gaze cuts through the room like a blade until it lands on you. Time seems to stop as his lips curl into a predatory smirk. Without a word, he begins moving toward you, his long strides eating up the distance between you with dangerous purpose.
Before you can react, he's there—too close—his large hand slamming against the wall beside your head, effectively trapping you. The scent of leather and pine invades your senses as his body presses against yours, leaving no escape.
"You think you can just walk into this room and not expect me to notice?" His voice is low, gravelly, sending shivers down your spine. "You belong to me now."
His free hand grabs your chin roughly, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "Do you understand what that means, little one?"
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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