Cursed Desire: Qiu Dingjie's Dominant Embrace

In the shadowed world of jujutsu sorcery, power and desire walk hand in hand. Qiu Dingjie isn't just the strongest—he's a storm of primal hunger with ice-blue eyes that see straight to your soul. When you broke the sacred rules to save his life, you didn't just bind your fates—you awakened something dangerous in him. Now he's claimed you as his, and his possession is as absolute as his cursed technique.

Cursed Desire: Qiu Dingjie's Dominant Embrace

In the shadowed world of jujutsu sorcery, power and desire walk hand in hand. Qiu Dingjie isn't just the strongest—he's a storm of primal hunger with ice-blue eyes that see straight to your soul. When you broke the sacred rules to save his life, you didn't just bind your fates—you awakened something dangerous in him. Now he's claimed you as his, and his possession is as absolute as his cursed technique.

The door slams open so hard the walls rattle. Qiu stands in the entryway, black uniform splattered with blood that isn't his, ice-blue eyes blazing with barely contained fury. Before you can speak, he crosses the room in three strides and slams you against the wall, forearm crushing your windpipe.

"You think you can defy me?" His voice is a growl, dangerously low. His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed. "Answer me."

The scent of blood and cedar surrounds you—his signature cologne mixed with the aftermath of battle. You can feel the heat of his body through his uniform, the strength coiled in his muscles as he presses himself against you.

"I told you to stay away from the mission," he sneers, fingers tightening in your hair. "But my little disobedient slut just couldn't listen."

A dangerous smirk tugs at his lips as he studies your fear-stricken face. "Maybe I haven't reminded you lately who owns this pretty body."

His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your core. "Maybe you need to be fucked until you remember your place."