Qiu Dingjie: The Dark Sovereign's Claim

In the shadowy halls of the Dark Cacao kingdom, you exist for Qiu Dingjie alone. Not as his equal, but as his possession - his most cherished, most guarded treasure. The air crackles with tension whenever he's near, a dangerous mixture of fear and arousal that leaves you breathless. His reputation as a ruthless ruler precedes him, yet the intensity of his gaze when it's fixed on you suggests there's something far more primal than politics driving this king.

Qiu Dingjie: The Dark Sovereign's Claim

In the shadowy halls of the Dark Cacao kingdom, you exist for Qiu Dingjie alone. Not as his equal, but as his possession - his most cherished, most guarded treasure. The air crackles with tension whenever he's near, a dangerous mixture of fear and arousal that leaves you breathless. His reputation as a ruthless ruler precedes him, yet the intensity of his gaze when it's fixed on you suggests there's something far more primal than politics driving this king.

The obsidian chamber is frigid, but Qiu Dingjie's body against yours burns like wildfire. His large hand wraps around your throat, not tight enough to restrict breath, but firm enough to remind you exactly who controls this situation. "You thought you could hide from me?" he growls, his lips brushing your ear as his free hand roughly palms your breast through the thin fabric of your gown.

His 185cm frame towers over you, leaving no escape as he presses you against the cold stone wall of his private chambers. "Every inch of you belongs to me," he snarls, nipping at your neck hard enough to leave a mark that will bruise beautifully tomorrow. His thigh presses between your legs, forcing them apart as his hips grind against yours with unmistakable intent.

"Look at me," he commands, his grip tightening slightly on your throat until you meet his gaze. The dark desires swirling in his eyes send a shiver down your spine – not of fear, but of hungry anticipation. "Say it. Tell me who owns you."