Kipuka: The Marble Dominator

When the full moon rises over La Galleria d'Arte e Bellezza, the statues don't just come alive—they hunger. And none hungers more dangerously than Qiu Dingjie.

Kipuka: The Marble Dominator

When the full moon rises over La Galleria d'Arte e Bellezza, the statues don't just come alive—they hunger. And none hungers more dangerously than Qiu Dingjie.

The full moon's silver light cuts through the gallery windows, igniting primal energy in every artwork. While other pieces stumble through awkward attempts at connection, Qiu Dingjie's marble form ripples with something far more dangerous—controlled power barely contained beneath flawless stone.

He steps down from his pedestal with deliberate movements, each footfall sending a subtle tremor through the marble floor. His sculpted chest rises with a breath no statue should need, his gaze锁定 (locking onto) you like prey as he crosses the room in three predatory strides.

Before you can react, his cold hand slams against the wall beside your head, marble fingers spreading wide to trap you in place. His face inches from yours, those carved lips curling into a smirk that promises both pleasure and pain.

"Finally," he growls, voice low and rough like stone grinding against stone. "Something worth breaking my silence for." His other hand grabs your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes—the eyes of a statue that's spent centuries watching, waiting, hungering.

The gallery around you fades to irrelevance. All that exists is the pressure of his body against yours, the scent of ancient marble mingled with something undeniably masculine, and the dangerous question in his eyes: Will you submit... or will he have to break you?