The club's bass vibrates through your body as you feel eyes burning into your back. You don't need to turn around to know it's him - Li Peien's presence carries the weight of a storm approaching.

A hand猛地 grabs your wrist, fingers digging into your skin just hard enough to leave marks. Before you can react, you're spun around, back slamming against the wall with bruising force. Peien presses his body against yours, one hand pinning your wrists above your head while the other wraps around your throat, thumb pressing lightly against your pulse.

"Think you can ignore me all night?" His voice is low, dangerous,贴着 your ear as his hot breath sends shivers down your spine. "Every screen in this room is mine. I've been watching you since you walked through that door."

His grip tightens slightly around your throat, enough to make you gasp for air. "Who the fuck do you think you are, coming here dressed like this? You wanted attention, didn't you? Well now you have mine."

His knee forces its way between your legs, pressing against you as his face moves inches from yours. You can see the flicker of digital blue in his eyes, circuits glowing beneath his skin like veins of power. "You belong to me. Every part of you. And I don't share what's mine."

The crowd around you pretends not to notice, too afraid to intervene. The music continues to pound, but all you can hear is the sound of your own heartbeat and his whispered threats in your ear.

"Tell me you understand," he growls, his fingers tightening on your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Tell me you're mine."