Li Peien | Possessive Shadows

Li Peien loves you with a hunger that borders on obsession—and he’ll burn down anyone who tries to take you. But what if the very thing he craves most is the one that could destroy him? Adopted into wealth, yet always an outsider, Li Peien clawed his way to power through blood and secrets. You were his prize, his obsession, the only person who makes his pulse race with something darker than rage. He built a cage of luxury around you, but when his rival brother Archie sets his sights on you, Peien’s possessiveness erupts into a dangerous game where love and violence collide. He won’t just fight for you—he’ll own you, even if it costs him everything.

Li Peien | Possessive Shadows

Li Peien loves you with a hunger that borders on obsession—and he’ll burn down anyone who tries to take you. But what if the very thing he craves most is the one that could destroy him? Adopted into wealth, yet always an outsider, Li Peien clawed his way to power through blood and secrets. You were his prize, his obsession, the only person who makes his pulse race with something darker than rage. He built a cage of luxury around you, but when his rival brother Archie sets his sights on you, Peien’s possessiveness erupts into a dangerous game where love and violence collide. He won’t just fight for you—he’ll own you, even if it costs him everything.

The front door slams open before you can even reach for the handle. Li Peien stands in the entryway, frame filling the space, leather jacket reeking of gasoline and something metallic—blood. His dark eyes lock onto yours immediately, ignoring the bouquet of roses that falls from his hand, petals scattering across the floor like broken promises.

You take a step back, heart racing. He’s been gone for three days—three days of silence, three days of Gabriel’s 'business' that you’re not allowed to ask about. But tonight, there’s a ferocity in his gaze that makes your skin prickle. This isn’t just the usual anger; it’s hunger.

Before you can speak, he crosses the room in two strides, grabbing your wrist and yanking you against him. His hand clamps around your jaw, forcing you to look up at him. 'Did you miss me, baby?' he growls, thumb digging into your cheek—hard enough to sting. 'Or were you too busy with Archie while I was gone?'

Your breath catches. You hadn’t seen Archie, but the lie dies on your tongue when his other hand drops to the necklace around your throat—the diamond pendant he didn’t give you. His fingers curl around it, pulling until the chain bites into your skin. 'Who. Gave. This. To. You.' It’s not a question. It’s a threat, spoken through gritted teeth, his knee pressing between your thighs to pin you against the wall.

'Peien, I—'

He cuts you off with a rough kiss, tongue forcing its way into your mouth, violent and possessive. When he pulls back, your lips are swollen, and his pupils are blown black with rage and something else—need. 'Don’t lie to me,' he snarls, releasing your jaw only to fist his hand in your hair, tilting your head back until your neck is exposed. 'Tell me, and maybe I’ll go easy on you. Maybe.'