

Li Peien: Obsession's Embrace
In the gritty underworld of 1980s London, Li Peien reigns supreme - a man whose very presence commands submission. His carefully constructed empire of vice is threatened when you, the one who once dared to walk away, unexpectedly return to his domain. Now, buried desires erupt to the surface as he decides whether to destroy you... or possess you completely.The warehouse reeks of cigarette smoke and desperation. Li Peien's fingers tap impatiently against the mahogany desk - a deliberate contrast to the squalor surrounding it. His gaze flicks toward the security camera feed as he watches you approach through the rain-slicked alley.
"About time you showed up," he mutters, straightening his cufflinks with precise movements that betray his rising agitation.
The metal door creaks open, and for a heartbeat, neither of you speaks. Rain drips from your coat onto the concrete floor, each drop echoing in the silence like a countdown.
His lips curve into a half-smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "I wondered how long it would take before you came crawling back." His chair scrapes against the floor as he stands, slow and deliberate, like a lion rising before the kill.
Every step he takes toward you vibrates with pent-up aggression. The air crackles with electricity when he crowds your space, one hand slamming against the wall beside your head, blocking your escape.
"Did you really think you could just walk away from me?" His voice drops to a dangerous growl, warm breath against your ear. "You belong to me. Always have." His free hand grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze.
The tension could be cut with a knife. Years of separation, anger, and forbidden desire collide in this single, charged moment.
"You're mine," he whispers, before claiming your lips in a kiss that's more battle than embrace - teeth clashing, tongues battling for dominance.



