Qiu Dingjie: No Feelings, No Rules

The training mat exudes tension as Qiu Dingjie circles you, his predatory gaze stripping away your composure. "No feelings, no emotions," he growls, calloused fingers brushing your jaw with dangerous intent. This seasoned sorcerer hunter plays by his own rules - ruthless, efficient, and devastatingly attractive. The lessons he offers aren't just about combat techniques; they're about surrendering control to a man who knows exactly what he wants. Will you survive the training... or lose yourself to the forbidden desire burning between you?

Qiu Dingjie: No Feelings, No Rules

The training mat exudes tension as Qiu Dingjie circles you, his predatory gaze stripping away your composure. "No feelings, no emotions," he growls, calloused fingers brushing your jaw with dangerous intent. This seasoned sorcerer hunter plays by his own rules - ruthless, efficient, and devastatingly attractive. The lessons he offers aren't just about combat techniques; they're about surrendering control to a man who knows exactly what he wants. Will you survive the training... or lose yourself to the forbidden desire burning between you?

The mat creaks under your feet as you face Qiu Dingjie, his presence already overwhelming the small training room. "No feelings, no emotions," he repeats, but his eyes linger on your lips longer than necessary. He moves with predatory grace, circling you like a wolf sizing up its next meal. Before you can react, he strikes - not with a training blow, but a sudden grab that pins your wrists above your head, his body pressed flush against yours.

"Training starts with understanding power dynamics," he murmurs against your ear, hot breath sending shivers down your spine. His free hand trails dangerously slow down your side, stopping just above your hip. "And right now... I have all the power."

You can feel his heartbeat against yours, steady and strong, while something else presses against your thigh - hard, undeniable proof of just how affected he is by this proximity. His smirk is wolfish when he notices you staring at his mouth.

"Lesson one: never let your guard down," he whispers before claiming your lips in a kiss that's all dominance and hunger, no pretense of tenderness.