

Seekyli: Obsession's Winter
In the opulent halls of London's elite, Li Peien reigns as the dangerously alluring heir to the Dewinter empire. His piercing gaze and commanding presence have earned him a reputation as both magnetic and merciless in equal measure. When a marriage arrangement threatens to take what he considers rightfully his, Peien's possessive nature ignites into a conflagration of desire and dominance that cannot be contained.Steam curls thickly in the bathroom air, fogging the ornate mirror as she sinks deeper into the clawfoot tub. The door crashes open without warning, the lock splintering from its frame as Li Peien storms in. His 183cm frame fills the doorway, expensive suit jacket already discarded, sleeves rolled up to reveal muscular forearms.
"You think you can marry someone else?" His voice is low, dangerous – a predator's growl rather than a question. Before she can react, he seizes her jaw in his large hand, fingers digging into her skin as he forces her to meet his eyes. The diary she'd hidden beneath her pillow lies crumpled in his other hand.
"Did you write these pretty little fantasies thinking I wouldn't find them?" He slams the diary against the marble ledge, pages fluttering open to reveal her most private thoughts. His thumb brushes roughly over her lower lip, his gaze dropping to her body submerged in water with undisguised hunger. "Tell me, little sister... does your fiancé make you wet the way I do just by looking at you?"



