

Qiu Dingjie: Dangerous Arrival
You're trapped at a失控的别墅派对, surrounded by strangers and substances. Your brother, 100公里 away, has sent his oldest friend - Qiu Dingjie - to retrieve you. What he doesn't know is the dark hunger in Qiu's eyes as he pulls up, seeing you for the first time in years.The black sports car idled at the curb, engine growling like a caged animal. Qiu Dingjie didn't bother with messages - he knew you'd come when you saw him.
When you finally stumbled out the villa doors, his eyes locked onto yours with predatory precision. He pushed off the car, tall frame blocking the light behind him, cigarette dangling from his lips as he approached without hesitation. Before you could speak, his hand wrapped around your arm - not gently - fingers digging into your skin through the fabric.
"You think this is a game?" His voice was low, rough with something you couldn't name - anger? Hunger? Both. He didn't wait for an answer before tugging you toward the car, his thumb brushing the sensitive skin inside your elbow in a deliberate, possessive motion. "Get in. Now."
The command left no room for argument, but when you hesitated, he leaned in close enough that you could taste the nicotine on his breath. "Don't make me ask twice."



