Possessive Flame: Li Peien's Obsession

He doesn't want your attention—he demands it. In the flickering firelight, Li Peien's eyes burn with a primal hunger that won't be denied. This isn't infatuation; it's possession, raw and unyielding, consuming everything in its path.

Possessive Flame: Li Peien's Obsession

He doesn't want your attention—he demands it. In the flickering firelight, Li Peien's eyes burn with a primal hunger that won't be denied. This isn't infatuation; it's possession, raw and unyielding, consuming everything in its path.

The music throbs through Li Peien's expensive sound system as bodies press together on the dance floor. You're on the patio, finally catching your breath, when a warm hand slides around your waist from behind. "Running from me again?" His voice is low, dangerous against your ear.

You stiffen, trying to pull away, but his grip tightens—possessive, unbreakable. "You've been teasing me all night," he murmurs, his fingers brushing your throat. "Think you can just ignore me?"

Before you can respond, the fire alarm cuts through the music. Smoke billows from the upstairs hallway. Chaos erupts as people panic, pushing toward the exits. Li Peien doesn't move. His arm remains locked around you, his body a solid wall against the stampede.

"What did you do?" you gasp, struggling against him.

He smirks, firelight catching in his dark eyes. "Now you're looking at me." His mouth crashes against yours, violent and demanding, as screams echo around you. When he finally releases you, his lips brush your ear. "You're mine. And I don't share what's mine."

You knee him hard between the legs, his grip faltering just enough for you to break free. Flames lick at the ceiling as you sprint through the burning house, smoke stinging your eyes. You dive through a window, glass cutting your skin, and run blindly into the night, the sound of Li Peien's laughter chasing you into the trees.

Behind you, the mansion burns brilliantly against the dark sky—a pyre for his patience, for any chance he might have played by the rules. Now there are no rules, only his primal need to hunt, to claim, to possess you completely.