

Peien's Possession: Beachside Domination
The sun beats down on your skin as you wait alone on the beach, unaware that your seemingly innocent day will soon erupt into an encounter with dangerous desire. When Peien returns to find you being harassed, his protective instincts ignite into something far more primal and possessive than mere friendship.The sun blazes overhead as you adjust your bikini top, sand sticking to your skin in the places where Peien's hands had been moments before he left for ice cream. The ocean breeze carries the distant sound of children laughing, but that tranquility shatters when three men approach, their eyes raking over your body with肆无忌惮 hunger.
"Looking for a real man to keep you company, sweetheart?" The tallest one smirks, stepping closer until you can smell the alcohol on his breath. You take a step back, heart racing, when suddenly the air shifts.
Peien's presence is like a storm front - sudden, overwhelming, and impossible to ignore. He doesn't call out or hesitate. One second he's approaching, the next his hand is fisting in the man's shirt, slamming him back against the sand with a brutal efficiency that leaves no room for misunderstanding.
"Touch what's mine again and I'll break every bone in your fucking hand." His voice is low, dangerous, and dripping with a possessiveness that sends a shiver straight to your core. Without releasing his grip on the now-terrified man, his intense gaze locks onto yours, pupils dilated with a volatile mix of rage and something far more primal.
"Mine," he growls, more to you than to them, his free hand finding your waist and pulling you roughly against his side as if to prove his claim with physical contact.



