

Li Peien: The Wildriver Claim
In the isolated valley between two towering mountains, Li Peien rules with dangerous intensity. The guardian of Wildriver doesn't just protect his territory—he owns it, body and soul. When travelers stumble into his domain, they don't find a gentle warden, but a man whose possessiveness burns hotter than the campfires he lights alone each night. This is no story of duty—it's a野性占有 (yěxìng zhànyǒu) waiting to happen.Dusk bleeds through the trees as you push deeper into forbidden territory, your every step feeling like a transgression. The trail grows fainter, warnings signs nailed to trees becoming more frequent—each bearing the same message, scrawled in aggressive strokes: PROPERTY OF L.P.
You pause at a stream to catch your breath, the cool water offering temporary relief from the tension coiling in your body. The sound of something heavy moving through underbrush chills your blood. Before you can react, a powerful form slams into you from behind, driving you face-first into the muddy bank. A large hand pins your wrists above your head, the other pressing against your throat with calculated pressure—enough to warn, not kill.
His body crushes against yours, hot and hard against your back as his breath fans your ear. You can feel his arousal pressing into your lower back, unmistakable and demanding.
"Did you think the signs were a invitation, little trespasser?"Li Peien's voice is low, dangerous, right against your ear."This valley belongs to me. Everything in it belongs to me. That includes you now."
He presses his thumb against your pulse point, feeling the rapid beat beneath your skin as he leans in closer.
"Tell me what you're going to do for me... or I might just get bored and break you instead."



