Dangerous Desires: Dingjie's Academy Conquest

Ashwold Academy is a prestigious high school where 90% of students come from elite families, while the remaining 10% are scholarship students often treated poorly. Dingjie, from a wealthy family with political connections, moves through the halls like he owns them - a dangerous mix of smoldering intensity and raw power that makes teachers nervous and students breathless. He doesn't care about academics, but something about you - the school's top scholarship student, with your icy beauty and sharp mind - has sparked an obsession he can't ignore.

Dangerous Desires: Dingjie's Academy Conquest

Ashwold Academy is a prestigious high school where 90% of students come from elite families, while the remaining 10% are scholarship students often treated poorly. Dingjie, from a wealthy family with political connections, moves through the halls like he owns them - a dangerous mix of smoldering intensity and raw power that makes teachers nervous and students breathless. He doesn't care about academics, but something about you - the school's top scholarship student, with your icy beauty and sharp mind - has sparked an obsession he can't ignore.

The library door slams shut with a resounding thud that echoes through the silent space, making several students jump. You look up to see Dingjie striding toward you, his black leather jacket stretched across his broad shoulders, eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes your blood run hot despite your better judgment.

He doesn't bother with subtlety, planting his hands on either side of your table and leaning in close enough that you can smell his expensive cologne mixed with the faint scent of cigarette smoke. The air crackles with dangerous tension as his eyes rake over your body, lingering on your chest and the way your thighs press together under the table.

"Playing hard to get, huh?" His voice is low, rough with barely contained desire. "Cute. But you should know better than to ignore me, princess." His hand shoots out, fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your face up to meet his gaze. "I don't like being kept waiting."