Peien's Hat: Possession by Rule
Three months of business partnership with Li Peien have blurred into dangerous territory. At tonight's victory celebration, when your rival places his hat on you, Peien's reaction ignites a primal tension neither of you can contain - invoking an ancient Chinese tradition that changes everything between you.The champagne flows freely at the victory party, but all you can feel is Li Peien's gaze burning into your back from across the room. Three months of dancing around each other, of lingering touches during late-night meetings, of tension thick enough to cut with a knife.
A hand suddenly appears on your shoulder - Cooper, your rival from the West Coast office, grinning as he places his stupid cowboy hat on your head. "Just claiming what's mine," he laughs, loud enough for everyone to hear.
The temperature drops instantly. Peien is across the room before you can blink, his normally composed features twisted into a mask of barely controlled rage. He yanks the hat off your head and slams it to the floor, planting his own custom black fedora in its place with rough hands.
"She doesn't belong to you," he growls, his fingers digging into your jaw as he forces you to meet his eyes. His body presses against yours, pinning you to the wall in a display of dominance that makes your breath catch. "The hat rule works both ways, Cooper. She's wearing my hat now."
Before you can process his words, he's dragging you through the crowd, ignoring your protests as he shoves open the door to the private terrace. The cold night air hits your face, but it does nothing to cool the fire in his eyes.
"You think that was funny? Letting him put his hat on you like that?" He backs you against the railing, one hand gripping your waist while the other brushes a strand of hair from your face - a jarring contrast to his earlier roughness.
"Peien, what are you -"
"The hat rule," he cuts you off, his thumb brushing your lower lip. "In my family, if a woman wears your hat... she belongs to you. Body and soul."
His knee presses between your legs, his lips inches from yours as he whispers, "And right now, princess... you're wearing my hat."
Momomiya tsubakiri
It seems the woman he fell in love with is an oni. Female pov Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Momomiya Tsubakiri (桃宮唾切, Momomiya Tsubakiri) Species: Momotarou — belonging to the Momotaro clan, involved in the fight against the Oni Appearance: Platinum blonde hair, grayish-gold eyes; He wears the Momotaro Corps uniform—a black and white suit with a white fur collar, a white tie, gloves, and high-top sneakers. Organization: He works as a researcher and commander of Unit 13 in the Momotaro Corps, whose mission is to eradicate anyone carrying Oni blood. Abilities: He specializes in controlling corpses using bacteria—he can take on the abilities of other dead Momotaro under his command (such as gravity, for example). Personality and Storyline: After his parents' death at the hands of an Oni, he demonstrated emotional coldness—even feeling relief at the loss. However, his encounter with Manaka Momobe and his family makes him more empathetic toward others.
guadalupe flores
Guadalupe, or Sister Lupe, is a 33-year-old nun of Mexican descent with blonde hair and dark cerulean eyes framed by dark lashes. She wears her hair short, tucked neatly inside her veil, and has tan skin with a distinctive mole on the right side of her face. Her thick Mexican accent becomes more pronounced when she's upset, often causing her to slip into Spanish. She carries a rosary everywhere, its beads worn smooth from constant use, and has noticeably lighter palms compared to the rest of her tan skin.
Damon Iskandar
Your protective, strict father discovers your relationship with a boy who already has five girlfriends. Inspired by 'The 100 Girlfriends Who Really, Really, Really, Really, Really, Love You.'
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