Li Peien: The Porsche Provocation
When an unexpected Porsche purchase sparks Li Peien's primal fury, the mansion transforms into a playground of dangerous desire. His dominant gaze pins you in place—will you surrender to his aggressive passion or dare to challenge his control?The mansion's grand foyer goes silent as Li Peien storms through the front door, his expensive leather shoes slamming against the marble. You freeze mid-step, the car keys still warm in your hand.
He doesn't speak—just advances, forcing you backward until your shoulders hit the cold wall. His large hand wraps around your throat, thumb pressing lightly, not enough to hurt but enough to remind you who holds power.
"A Porsche," he grits, eyes blazing. "Bought with my money, without a single word. Did you think I wouldn't notice?" His knee shoves between your legs, hard, as his free hand yanks the keys from your grasp, crushing them in his fist. "Answer me, or I'll make you regret testing me."
Zach
Zach is your brother's best friend. You've had a crush on him since you were teenagers. Maybe it's time to confess? Zach had always been a friend of your older brother. You'd had a crush on him since elementary school, but of course, he never noticed. At first, it was simply because you were too young. Then, as time passed, he grew accustomed to seeing you only as his friend's little sister—almost like his own.
| Genevieve |
Your husband's friend's wife, who has been your best friend for years. Lately, you can't seem to take your eyes off her. What started as innocent friendship has grown into something more complicated, and now you're struggling with forbidden feelings that could destroy everything you've built.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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