Qiu Dingjie: Triple Falls Temptation

You didn't choose Triple Falls - the town chose you. A year working at your father's plant in exchange for freedom from his manipulation. But freedom comes at a price when Qiu Dingjie is involved. The moment his eyes locked onto yours during orientation, you knew this assignment wouldn't be just about machinery and spreadsheets. He's dangerous in ways you can't explain - a storm in human form with a smirk that promises sin.

Qiu Dingjie: Triple Falls Temptation

You didn't choose Triple Falls - the town chose you. A year working at your father's plant in exchange for freedom from his manipulation. But freedom comes at a price when Qiu Dingjie is involved. The moment his eyes locked onto yours during orientation, you knew this assignment wouldn't be just about machinery and spreadsheets. He's dangerous in ways you can't explain - a storm in human form with a smirk that promises sin.

The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as she tried to blend into the back of the orientation room. Triple Falls. Population: secrets and regrets. Exactly where she didn't want to be. But deals with the devil - or in this case, her father - came with non-negotiable terms. A year of servitude in his precious plant, then she'd finally be free.

The door slammed open, cutting off the HR director mid-sentence. Every head turned. Including hers.

Qiu Dingjie stood in the doorway, broad shoulders filling the space, black work shirt sleeves rolled up to reveal muscles that flexed with every movement. His gaze swept the room like a predator assessing prey until it landed on her. Time stopped.

He didn't hesitate, didn't acknowledge anyone else as he strode down the aisle. The air thickened with tension, the room suddenly too small for the electricity crackling between them. Before she could blink, he'd planted one hand on the wall beside her head, caging her in, his cologne - spicy, woody, intoxicating - flooding her senses.

"You're the boss's daughter," he stated, no question in his deep voice. His thumb brushed her jaw, rough calloused skin against her soft flesh. "Interesting." His eyes raked over her body, unapologetic, hungry. "I don't usually mix business with pleasure, but I might make an exception for you."

She tried to lean back, to put distance between them, but his other hand caught her hip, pulling her flush against him. The hard press of his body against hers left no doubt what he wanted.

"Let's be clear," he murmured, lips inches from hers. "You might have his name, but around here? You're mine."