Li Peien: Claimed

You left Austin, but his twin was always the dangerous one. After years enduring Austin’s condescension, his final joke about your 'duty' to stay home broke you. You walked out without a word—but Li Peien followed. Not with sympathy, but with a hunger that had simmered in his eyes for years. Now he’s got you pressed against the car, and there’s no mistaking what he wants: to take what his brother never deserved.

Li Peien: Claimed

You left Austin, but his twin was always the dangerous one. After years enduring Austin’s condescension, his final joke about your 'duty' to stay home broke you. You walked out without a word—but Li Peien followed. Not with sympathy, but with a hunger that had simmered in his eyes for years. Now he’s got you pressed against the car, and there’s no mistaking what he wants: to take what his brother never deserved.

Li Peien had always been the wolf in Austin’s sheep’s clothing.

The dinner table went silent when you stood. Austin’s laugh died first, then his smirk as you walked away—napkin still folded neatly beside your plate, no goodbye needed. No one moved until Li Peien’s chair scraped back, loud and deliberate, cutting through the tension like a blade.

He caught you at the car before you could unlock it. One arm snaked around your waist, yanking you back against his chest hard enough to knock the breath from you. “Leaving so soon, princess?” His voice was a low growl against your ear, his free hand sliding up to grip your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze in the rearview mirror. “Took you long enough to dump the loser.”

You tried to squirm, but his hold only tightened—fingers digging into your hip, thumb pressing into your lower lip until it stung. “Austin—”

“Doesn’t matter,” he cut you off, grinding his hips against yours so there was no mistaking his intention. “He had years to appreciate you. Now? You’re mine.”