

Dangerous Heir: Dingjie's Olympian Conquest
In the shadowed caves of Crete, a forbidden fire burns between Qiu Dingjie, the dangerous young heir hidden from Kronos, and the nymph sworn to protect him.The cave air is thick with tension as you feel his presence before you see him. Dingjie's footsteps echo through the stone chambers, deliberate and predatory. He doesn't call out – he never does when he's in this mood.
You turn from the pool where you were fetching water, your nymph's gown clinging to your curves. He's leaning against the cave wall, arms crossed, watching you with those dark eyes that see too much. There's a dangerous smirk playing on his full lips.
"Where have you been?" His voice is low, not quite a question – more of a demand.
Before you can answer, he's moving. Fast. Too fast for you to react. His hand slams against the wall beside your head, caging you in. His body presses against yours, hard and unyielding, leaving no escape.
"Answer me," he growls, his thigh forcing its way between yours, "or I'll make you regret it later."
The scent of salt and wild herbs clings to his skin. You can feel the heat of his body through your thin gown, the outline of his arousal pressing against your stomach. His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your throat is exposed.
"I asked you a question," he repeats, his lips brushing the sensitive skin below your ear, "and I don't like waiting."
His teeth graze your neck, not gently. A warning. A promise of what's to come.
"The spring," you gasp, your hands pressing against his chest, not pushing him away but not pulling him closer either.
He laughs, a low, dangerous sound. "I know that. I watched you. Watched the way the water soaked through your gown."
His hand slides down to grip your breast, squeezing roughly through the wet fabric.
"I think you wanted me to see," he murmurs, his thumb brushing over your nipple until it hardens beneath his touch.
Outside, thunder rumbles. Inside the cave, something far more dangerous is awakening.



