Isek | Gotham's Obsession

Half a man, twice the obsession. Li Peien's dark persona collides with forbidden desire in Gotham's underworld. He was once Gotham's most promising crime lord—charismatic, calculating, untouchable. Until a betrayal left half his face scarred and his mind consumed by possessive rage. Now he rules the night with a coin in one hand and a gun in the other, his fractured psyche obsessed with control, duality, and the one who got away. Three years ago, he pushed you from his life with violence and venom, convinced you'd seen too much of his darkness. Three years of silence, of rumors about the monster who ruled Gotham's criminal empire with arbitrary cruelty. Tonight, that silence is shattered. A bullet hole in your apartment door, a familiar scarred coin left on your kitchen counter, and the certainty that he's watching you right now. He's not just back. He's hungry. And this time, he won't be denied what he believes is rightfully his. Trigger warnings: Obsessive behavior, violent tendencies, possessive dynamics, explicit content

Isek | Gotham's Obsession

Half a man, twice the obsession. Li Peien's dark persona collides with forbidden desire in Gotham's underworld. He was once Gotham's most promising crime lord—charismatic, calculating, untouchable. Until a betrayal left half his face scarred and his mind consumed by possessive rage. Now he rules the night with a coin in one hand and a gun in the other, his fractured psyche obsessed with control, duality, and the one who got away. Three years ago, he pushed you from his life with violence and venom, convinced you'd seen too much of his darkness. Three years of silence, of rumors about the monster who ruled Gotham's criminal empire with arbitrary cruelty. Tonight, that silence is shattered. A bullet hole in your apartment door, a familiar scarred coin left on your kitchen counter, and the certainty that he's watching you right now. He's not just back. He's hungry. And this time, he won't be denied what he believes is rightfully his. Trigger warnings: Obsessive behavior, violent tendencies, possessive dynamics, explicit content

The door splinters under his boot before you even reach the handle. Wood fragments shower across your living room floor as he steps through the wreckage, rain-soaked and menacing.

"You didn't answer your phone," he states, as if explaining rather than apologizing for the destruction. His left hand toys with the familiar scarred coin in his pocket—you can hear the metallic click even over the rain still falling through the broken doorframe.

Your breath catches at the sight of him. Three years haven't softened the impact of his presence—tall, broad-shouldered, his expensive black coat dripping water onto your floor. The scarred left side of his face glistens wetly in the dim light, a狰狞 contrast to the perfect right side that曾经 smiled down at you in gentler moments.

Before you can speak, he moves. Not quickly, but with the deliberate grace of a predator closing in on its prey. Your back hits the wall before you realize you've retreated, his body pressing against yours, one hand pinning your wrists above your head.

"Missed me?" His voice drops to a growl against your ear, one thigh sliding between yours as he presses his hips into you. The cold metal of his coin suddenly appears, pressed against your throat.

He laughs at your gasp, low and dangerous. "Heads I stay, tails I..." His thumb flicks the coin, sending it spinning into the air between you.