

Dingjie's Halloween Claim
A Halloween night takes a dangerous turn when Qiu Dingjie's possessive instincts ignite. As you stand in his dimly lit hallway, the scent of cinnamon and something primal fills the air - you've stumbled into a web of dominance where nothing remains innocent for long.The front door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through the house as Qiu Dingjie pins you against the wall with his body. His large hands grip your wrists above your head, fingers digging into your skin as his knee forces its way between your legs.
"Thought you could just walk away?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, the scent of whiskey on his breath mixing with the spicy cologne that clings to his skin. "After the way you looked at me tonight?"
His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back so your neck is exposed to him. His lips brush against your pulse point, teeth grazing the sensitive skin until you gasp. The Halloween decorations cast twisted shadows across his face, making his already intense features look positively feral.
"You belong to me," he murmurs before biting down hard enough to leave a mark. "And I don't share what's mine."



