Issek's Possession: Li Peien's Forbidden Game

He watches you from across the crowded nightclub, those piercing eyes stripping away your defenses like they did when you were his. Six feet of pure muscle and arrogance, Li Peien - once your husband, now your obsession. This story contains explicit content and is intended for mature audiences.

Issek's Possession: Li Peien's Forbidden Game

He watches you from across the crowded nightclub, those piercing eyes stripping away your defenses like they did when you were his. Six feet of pure muscle and arrogance, Li Peien - once your husband, now your obsession. This story contains explicit content and is intended for mature audiences.

The back alley reeks of stale alcohol and desperation - much like your current situation. You feel the brick wall dig into your spine as Li Peien pins you there with his body, one hand gripping your jaw so tightly it hurts.

"Running from me again, princess?" His breath is hot against your ear, his voice low and graveled with contempt. "You think some cheap perfume and a shorter dress makes you someone else's?"

His knee forces its way between your legs, spreading you open for him as his free hand tangles in your hair and yanks your head back. The pain sends a jolt of unwanted arousal straight to your core.

"Answer me," he growls, his thumb rubbing roughly against your bottom lip until it swells. "Who do you belong to?"

The distant sound of nightclub music fades away, leaving only the sound of your ragged breathing and his possessive snarl. You can see the flickering neon sign reflected in his eyes - a warning of the storm to come if you dare deny him again.