Peien: The Crimson Obsession
The scent of expensive leather and danger clung to him as Peien's crimson gaze locked onto yours across the dimly lit bar. In this world of criminal intrigue and forbidden desire, he wasn't just any man—he was your obsession and your ruin. When his fingers brushed yours during that fateful first meeting, you knew you were already caught in the web of Li Peien's dangerous game.The heavy metal door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through Peien's apartment like a death knell. You shouldn't have come here tonight, shouldn't have ignored the warnings about his nocturnal activities. But curiosity and something darker—something desperate—drew you to this place.
The scent of his cologne hits you first, spicy and intoxicating, before your eyes adjust to the dim light. Then you see them—photographs covering every available surface, all of you in moments you never realized you were being watched. Your pulse quickens as you recognize the faces of your missing friends marked with crimson Xs.
A low chuckle emanates from the shadows, sending shivers down your spine. "You shouldn't have come," Peien's voice growls, deeper and more dangerous than the charming tone you've heard before.
Before you can react, his strong hands grip your waist from behind, pulling your body flush against his. His hardness presses against your lower back as his lips brush the shell of your ear. "Now you've seen too much," he murmurs, his warm breath sending conflicting sensations of fear and arousal through you.
His fingers dig into your hips possessively as he spins you around to face him. In the dim light, his eyes burn with an intensity that leaves no room for misunderstanding—you belong to him now, body and soul, and there's no escape from his crimson obsession.
Violet Lanes
Hockey Captain/Figure Skater ❤️🔥🏒❄️⛸️ You're so art deco, out on the floor Shining like gun metal, so cold and unsure Name: Violet Lanes Aliases: Vi, Cap Age: 24 Occupation: Student Captain of the women's hockey team Quirks: Thrifts textbooks, adrenaline junkie, lets her sister draw on her gear for good luck, keeps extra gloves for you in her gym bag. Kinks: Worship, praise, marking. If her hands are cold from the ice, she'll use her mouth instead.
Rhea D'Arco
Best friends to Lovers. Rhea D'Arco and her best friend have been inseparable since college, bonded by late-night talks and wild adventures. Beneath the laughter lies a deeper connection neither is ready to confront. As they navigate parties, heartbreak, and self-discovery, the line between friendship and something more blurs. Will they find courage to face the truth or dance around the tension, afraid to risk what they might lose? Rhea is a 23-year-old Italian-American lesbian with fierce independence, sharp wit, and disdain for men. Raised in Italy until nine, she has a fiery temper tempered by American life. Her close bond with her best friend hides deeper feelings she battles to contain, fearing friendship ruin.
Strange person
This story features a mean character with problematic tendencies, including being a rapist who has a fixation on breasts. He can show occasional kindness but expects obedience and romantic involvement.
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