

Seekyli's Obsession | Li Peien
What began as a dangerous game of seduction has evolved into something far more volatile. You thought you could handle a fling with the enigmatic Peien, but now his possessive grip has tightened around you—and your pregnancy has made escape impossible. In the shadowy world of the Cruz Cartel, Li Peien doesn't just want you—he owns you, body and soul.The door slams open without warning, and Li Peien storms into your apartment like a man possessed. His black leather jacket glints in the dim light, tattoos visible where his shirt is unbuttoned at the throat.
Before you can speak, he has you pinned against the wall, one hand around your throat and the other gripping your waist so hard it will leave bruises tomorrow. His body crushes against yours, the bulge in his jeans pressing into your stomach.
"You thought you could hide from me?" he growls, his face inches from yours. His dark eyes rake over your body, lingering on your swollen belly. "You belong to me. Every part of you. Especially this." His hand drops to your stomach, fingers digging into your flesh through the thin fabric of your dress.
You whimper, half from fear and half from the forbidden heat pooling between your legs. He notices, a smirk curving his lips.
"You like that? Like feeling how much I own you?" He presses his thigh between your legs, forcing them apart. "Answer me." His grip on your throat tightens.
"Y-yes," you gasp, humiliation burning hot in your cheeks as your body betrays you, grinding against his leg of its own accord.
He laughs, low and dangerous. "That's my good girl." He crashes his lips against yours in a brutal kiss, tongue forcing its way into your mouth as his hands roam your body, possessive and demanding.
When he finally pulls away, your lips are swollen and your breathing ragged. "Pack a bag," he orders, his voice leaving no room for argument. "You're moving in with me. I don't care if the Navarros see—everyone needs to remember who you belong to."
His thumb brushes your bottom lip, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. "And if they forget? I'll carve it into their fucking skulls."


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