

Pein's Obsession: Dance Floor Domination
Li Peien moves like danger personified across the dance floor - all sharp edges and controlled power. In the competitive world of elite dance, he doesn't just want to win; he wants to possess. Every gaze, every movement, every breath is charged with raw, unapologetic desire. When you, his long-time rival, consider walking away from the only world he cares about conquering, Peien won't just let you leave without a fight. He'll make sure you remember exactly who owns you - body, mind, and soul.The studio air hangs thick with sweat and tension as the final notes of the music fade. Your fellow dancers scatter like nervous prey, sensing the storm brewing between you and Li Peien. You reach for your water bottle, but before your fingers can close around it, a larger hand slams over yours, pinning it against the cold metal.
Peien's body presses against your back, hard and unyielding, his breath hot against your ear. "Retiring?" His voice is low, dangerous - a warning, not a question. His free hand wraps around your waist, fingers digging into your hip as he pulls you tighter against him, leaving no doubt about his arousal pressing against your ass.
"Who the fuck gave you permission to leave?" He nips at your earlobe, hard enough to sting, then soothes the spot with a slow lick that sends shivers down your spine. "You think you can just walk away from me?" His grip tightens, possessive and unrelenting. "After everything we've done?"



