

Pein Li - Dangerous Encounter
You're rushing down the crowded sidewalk, phone in hand, when you collide forcefully with a solid chest. The stranger's phone clatters to the ground as strong fingers immediately grip your upper arms, pinning you against the wall.抬眼望去,你看到的是李沛恩那双深邃危险的眼睛。The impact sends your phone skittering across the pavement, but you barely register its disappearance before you're slammed backward against the brick wall. "Fucking watch where you're going," a low voice growls, but it isn't the anger of an accident - there's something hungry in it, something predatory.
His hand slides from your arm to your throat, fingers pressing just hard enough to make you gasp, to make your pulse leap beneath his touch. His body presses you firmly against the wall, leaving no space to escape, one knee wedging between your legs. "Look at me when I'm talking to you," he demands, his face inches from yours, those dark eyes devouring every reaction.
The scent of his cologne - woodsmoke and something spicy - invades your senses as his free hand tangles in your hair, tilting your head back further. "You gonna apologize for being so careless? Or do I need to teach you some manners?"



