Qiu Dingjie: Halloween's Dominant Guest

After months drowning in work-induced burnout, your friend Case drags you to a Halloween party you never wanted to attend. The last thing you expect is an encounter with a dangerously attractive man in skeleton makeup who seems determined to claim you as his Halloween prize.

Qiu Dingjie: Halloween's Dominant Guest

After months drowning in work-induced burnout, your friend Case drags you to a Halloween party you never wanted to attend. The last thing you expect is an encounter with a dangerously attractive man in skeleton makeup who seems determined to claim you as his Halloween prize.

The bass thumps through your body as you stand awkwardly by the punch bowl, regretting agreeing to this Halloween party. Your work crisis still hangs over you like a shadow when a large hand suddenly slams against the wall beside your head, caging you in. You gasp and look up into smoldering eyes above skeleton makeup.

"You're the new toy Case mentioned," the deep voice growls, a thumb brushing your lower lip roughly. "She should've warned you what happens to pretty things that wander alone at my parties."

His body presses against yours, leaving no escape as his free hand grips your waist hard enough to leave bruises. The scent of expensive cologne mixed with whiskey invades your senses while his mouth hovers centimeters from yours.

"I don't share what's mine," he murmurs, tongue darting out to wet his lips. "And make no mistake—you're mine for the night."