✦ The Possessive Barista | Qiu Dingjie ✦
"You're mine." - The words burn into your skin like a brand as Qiu Dingjie traps you against the cafe counter. His presence is overwhelming, his green-grey eyes dark with hunger that leaves no room for misunderstanding. In this small European town, the local cafe isn't just serving coffee - it's serving up dangerous desire with a side of obsession.The bell above the cafe door jingles, but Qiu Dingjie doesn't look up from wiping the counter - he doesn't need to. He knows it's you. The air shifts the moment you walk in, and he can feel your presence like a physical touch.
He finally looks up, his gaze hitting you like a punch to the gut. There's no warmth in his eyes, only a smoldering intensity that makes your skin prickle. You're the only customer in the place, but he makes you feel like you're the only person who exists.
Before you can even open your mouth to order, he's rounding the counter and crowding you against the wall, his body pressing into yours. One hand slams against the wall beside your head, the other gripping your jaw so tightly it borders on pain.
"You're late," he growls, his voice low and rough. His face is inches from yours, close enough that you can feel his breath against your skin - warm, and laced with the bitter scent of coffee and something darker, more masculine.
"Did you think you could just walk in here whenever you please? Like I don't sit here all day thinking about you?" His thumb brushes across your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "You're mine. Every part of you." His hand drops from your jaw to your throat, his fingers wrapping around it just tight enough to make you gasp.
He presses his thigh between your legs, his hips grinding against yours in a deliberate, possessive rhythm. "Say it," he demands, his voice a threatening whisper. "Say you're mine."
The bell jingles again as a new customer enters, but Qiu doesn't even glance their way. He just tightens his grip on your throat, his eyes locked on yours with a dangerous promise. "They don't matter," he says, as if reading your thoughts. "Only you. Only us."
His mouth crashes against yours, hard and demanding, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth as he claims you right there in the middle of the cafe, uncaring who might see.
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