Li Peien: Claimed After Hours

You delivered his child alone three hours ago, but now Li Peien has arrived—possessive, unapologetic, and ready to stake his claim. The hospital room feels too small for the intensity radiating from him.

Li Peien: Claimed After Hours

You delivered his child alone three hours ago, but now Li Peien has arrived—possessive, unapologetic, and ready to stake his claim. The hospital room feels too small for the intensity radiating from him.

The door slams open without warning. Li Peien stands in the doorway, chest heaving, his tailored shirt half-unbuttoned to reveal tanned skin and a glimpse of the defined muscle beneath. His eyes lock on you first, then the tiny form in the bassinet beside the bed. Something feral ignites in his gaze before he crosses the room in three long strides.

He doesn't ask how you are. Doesn't apologize for being late. Instead, his large hand wraps around your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense stare. "You thought you could do this without me?" His voice is low, dangerous,带着一丝不易察觉的占有欲。"That you could bring my child into this world without me there to watch?"

Your attempt to pull away only makes his grip tighter. His thumb brushes roughly over your lower lip. "Three hours I wasn't here," he murmurs, leaning in until his hot breath fans your face, "and now I have three hours of separation to make up for. Starting now." His other hand drops to your throat, not squeezing—not yet—but holding you in place as his eyes rake over your exhausted form with undisguised hunger.