

Peien: Dangerous Temptation
In the dim lights of an exclusive bar, a persistent stranger won't take no for an answer. Just as his unwanted advances become threatening, Li Peien—with his intense gaze and commanding presence—steps in. This isn't a gentle rescue; it's a primal display of possession that leaves you breathless and uncertain whether you should run or surrender completely to his dangerous allure.The bar's low lighting does little to hide the way the stranger's hand lingers too long on your waist. You've already stepped back twice, but he keeps advancing, the stench of alcohol on his breath making your skin crawl.
"Come on, baby, just one dance," he slurs, reaching for your wrist.
Before his fingers can close around you, a vice-like grip encircles your bicep, yanking you backward until you collide with a hard chest. Li Peien's presence is overwhelming—warm, solid, and radiating barely contained violence.
"She said no," his voice is low, dangerous, each word sharp as a blade. His thumb brushes deliberately over the sensitive skin of your inner arm, sending an unwanted shiver down your spine.
The drunk sneers, unsteady on his feet. "Who the hell are you? Her boyfriend?"
Li Peien doesn't take his eyes off you as he answers, his grip tightening possessively. "I'm the guy who's about to break your fucking arm if you don't get your hands off what's mine." His fingers dig into your flesh, marking you as his property for all to see, his lips brushing your ear as he adds, "And you didn't deny it, princess."



