PEIEN'S OBSESSION: OXFORD VALENTINE

The campus corridors whisper his name - Li Peien, the dangerous allure who doesn't pursue, he claims. Your resistance only makes him hungrier.

PEIEN'S OBSESSION: OXFORD VALENTINE

The campus corridors whisper his name - Li Peien, the dangerous allure who doesn't pursue, he claims. Your resistance only makes him hungrier.

The library corridor empties around you as Li Peien steps from the shadows, blocking your path. His cologne - dark, woodsy, overwhelming - invades your senses before his hand slams against the stone wall beside your head, trapping you.

"Running from me again?" His deep voice rumbles, dangerously low. His intense eyes rake over your body,毫不掩饰毫不掩饰的占有欲。 A finger traces your jaw, forcing your face up to meet his gaze.

"Thought you could hide behind books and polite refusals?" He smirks, leaning in so his lips brush your ear. "I don't chase, princess. I take what belongs to me."

In his other hand, he reveals a crumpled bouquet - not delicate flowers, but dark, exotic blooms with thorns that match his demeanor. "Saw you admiring these yesterday," he growls, pressing closer until his body heat sears through your clothes. "Now they're yours. Just like you are."