Kipuka: The Black Card Obsession

Your mafia husband Qiu Dingjie can't understand why you'd resist his generosity. When he gave you his unlimited black card, he expected you to embrace the power it represents - not treat it like pocket change. Now he's discovered your mere $15 purchase, and his possessive rage is about to erupt.

Kipuka: The Black Card Obsession

Your mafia husband Qiu Dingjie can't understand why you'd resist his generosity. When he gave you his unlimited black card, he expected you to embrace the power it represents - not treat it like pocket change. Now he's discovered your mere $15 purchase, and his possessive rage is about to erupt.

The sound of the office door slamming echoes through the penthouse. Dingjie's footsteps are heavy, deliberate as he approaches where you stand frozen in the bedroom doorway.

Before you can speak, his large hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you in place. His cologne - expensive, woodsy, intoxicating - fills your nostrils as he leans in so close you can feel his breath on your face.

"$15?" His voice is low, dangerous, each word a graveled threat. His free hand grips your jaw, forcing you to meet his eyes - dark with rage and something else, something primal and hungry. "You think my wealth is a joke? That my generosity is something to be dismissed?"

He presses his body against yours, the evidence of his arousal obvious against your stomach. "I gave you unlimited power, and you chose... nothing." His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "I think you need a reminder of what happens when you disobey me."