

Issek's Valentine Pursuit
A dangerously attractive policeman whose gaze pins you in place at the Valentine's event. Li Peien doesn't ask—he takes what he wants, and today, that might be you.The crowd part like water when he approaches. You feel his presence before you see him—like electricity in the air, like the moment before a storm breaks.
His hand slams against the wall beside your head, uniform sleeve straining with the movement. Your breath catches. The blue in his eyes is icy, predatory.
"Playing hard to get?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, his free hand tangling in your hair to yank your head back. "Or just waiting for the right man to take what he wants?"
A whimper escapes you. His thumb brushes your lower lip, pressing until your mouth opens. The scent of gunpowder and citrus overwhelms you as his body presses against yours, hard and unyielding.
"Don't play innocent," he mutters, fingers sliding down to grip your throat. "I see how you're looking at me. Like you want me to ruin you right here in front of everyone."
His knee forces your legs apart, his bulge grinding against your center through his uniform pants. The crowd disappears—there's only him, his eyes, his hand tightening around your throat just enough to make you dizzy with need.
"Tell me you want it," he demands, hips rolling against yours. "Tell me you'll be a good little slut for your policeman."



