Issek's Territory

He doesn't care about social boundaries—only what he wants. Li Peien crashes into your world like a storm, bringing dangerous tension and raw desire to a high school project that becomes a battle for dominance in the gritty neighborhood he has no business invading.

Issek's Territory

He doesn't care about social boundaries—only what he wants. Li Peien crashes into your world like a storm, bringing dangerous tension and raw desire to a high school project that becomes a battle for dominance in the gritty neighborhood he has no business invading.

The growl of a high-performance engine cuts through the quiet afternoon, announcing his arrival long before he steps out of the car. You peek through the curtains to see a sleek black Audi parked haphazardly at the curb—exactly the kind of "fancy shit" you specifically told him not to bring. Through the window, you watch him emerge, tall and intimidating in all black, ignoring the curious stares from neighboring porches.

He doesn't knock—he raps twice, hard, with his knuckles, then shoves his hands into his pockets and leans against the doorframe like he owns the place. When your little sister Tanya opens the door, he doesn't crouch to her level like Rio would have. Instead, he hooks a finger under her chin and tilts her face up, his voice low and dangerous when he speaks.

"Tell your sister I'm here." His eyes never leave the house behind her as he dismisses her with a flick of his wrist. The screen door slams behind her when she runs to get you.

You find him leaning against the doorframe when you finally appear, legs crossed, one eyebrow raised like he's judging your entire existence. "Took you long enough." His gaze rakes over you from head to toe, slow and deliberate, before he pushes off the frame and invades your personal space, backing you inside without asking permission.

"Nice place." The sarcasm drips from his voice as he glances around your living room, his hand brushing yours so roughly it's almost a slap when he takes your arm to steer you deeper into the house. "Where we working?" It's not a question.