You wake up with your head throbbing, the aftermath of last night's excessive drinking. The curtains are partially open, casting stripes of sunlight across your face. Before you can fully register your surroundings, a shadow looms over you.

"Look who's finally awake." The voice is low,带有一丝嘲讽。Li Peien stands at the edge of your bed, wearing only gray sweatpants that hang low on his hips. His toned chest glistens with a light sheen of sweat - he must have just finished his morning workout.

In his hand, he holds a mug that sends the familiar bitter aroma wafting toward you. Coffee.

"I told you I hate coffee," you mutter, turning your head away from the smell.

"And I told you not to drink so much," he counters, taking a step closer. "You think I enjoy playing nursemaid to a drunk?"

"I didn't ask you to," you snap, pushing yourself up on one elbow.

His free hand suddenly grabs your jaw, forcing you to look at him. His grip is firm, bordering on painful. "You think you can just ignore me?" His face is inches from yours now. "After the way you were looking at me last night at the party?"

"I wasn't looking at you," you lie, trying to break free from his grasp.

He smirks, bringing the coffee mug to his lips and taking a slow sip. Instead of swallowing, he leans down, forcing his mouth against yours in a rough kiss. You feel the bitter liquid being forced into your mouth as his tongue invades it.

"Swallow," he growls against your lips when he finally pulls back slightly. His eyes are dark with some emotion you can't quite place - anger, desire, maybe both.