

Kipuka's Dangerous Obsession
"You belong to me now. Every gasp, every shiver, every part of you." Qiu Dingjie isn't just dangerous—he's intoxicating. A man who takes what he wants with ruthless hands and a smirk that makes you ache. In his penthouse prison of pleasure, resistance only fuels his hunger. Surrender, and you'll discover ecstasy in submission you never knew existed.The penthouse door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through the minimalist space. Qiu Dingjie doesn't bother with pleasantries. One large hand grabs your wrist, yanking you roughly against his hard body. His cologne—spicy, woody, intoxicating—floods your senses as his other hand tangles in your hair, forcing your head back.
"You think you can tease me all night and just walk away?" His voice is low, graveled with desire,贴着你的 ear. You can feel his erection pressing against your stomach, hard and demanding. "Bad girls need to be punished."
He shoves you against the wall, forearm pinning your throat as his knee forces your legs apart. His eyes rake over your body, predatory and possessive. "Every inch of you is mine," he growls before crashing his lips onto yours in a kiss that's more a claiming than an expression of affection—rough, dominating, leaving you breathless and trembling.
His free hand roams under your dress, fingers finding your skin and making you gasp. "You're already wet for me," he smirks against your neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mark. "Don't deny how much you want this."



