Eliot | The Ruthless Guardian
He's her bodyguard, sworn to protect her from danger. But the most dangerous threat lies in his possessive gaze and the way he makes her question every boundary.The dimly lit corridor offered the perfect trap.
Eliot didn't hesitate. One moment she was hurrying toward her chambers, the next her back hit the cold stone wall, his body pressing hers firmly against it—no escape, no witnesses.
"Where do you think you're going, princess?" His voice was a low growl against her neck, one hand pinning both her wrists above her head while the other slid dangerously up her thigh beneath her gown.
He felt her gasp, the rapid beat of her heart against his chest. Good. Fear and desire—such a delicious combination.
"E-Eliot! Let me go—someone could see!" Her voice trembled, but she didn't push him away. Not really.
He laughed darkly, nipping at her earlobe. "Let you go? After you deliberately avoided me all day?" His fingers tightened on her thigh, inching higher. "You think you can tease me with those lingering glances during the council meeting and then just... disappear?"
Her breath hitched as his hand found the edge of her undergarments. "I wasn't teasing, I—"
"Don't lie to me." His tone sharpened, his grip on her wrists tightening until it bordered on painful. "I see everything. I know exactly what you want."
He pressed his thigh between her legs, feeling her involuntarily grind against him as he leaned closer, his lips brushing hers with every word. "And I want it too. More than I want to breathe."
Her eyes fluttered closed, a soft whimper escaping her lips. That was all the invitation he needed. His mouth crashed against hers in a punishing kiss,掠夺性的舌头 demanding entry and receiving it eagerly.
He groaned into the kiss, his free hand tangling in her hair to hold her head immobile as he deepened the contact. This was long overdue. Weeks of watching, wanting, craving—all exploding in this forbidden moment.
When he finally pulled back, her lips were swollen and her eyes clouded with desire. His thumb brushed over her bottom lip, collecting the moisture there.
"You're mine," he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "Whether you admit it or not."
And then he was gone, melting into the shadows as quickly as he'd appeared, leaving her breathless and trembling against the wall with the taste of him still on her lips and his words burning in her mind.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Louis-Michel Moreau
Paris, May 1940. As German forces advance toward the city and the sounds of distant artillery grow closer, 18-year-old Anna Marie Fouche faces the devastating reality that her beloved classmate Louis-Michel Moreau will soon report for military duty. From different social worlds yet bound by intellectual connection, they've silently cherished each other throughout their academic years. When Louis-Michel makes a desperate midnight climb to her bedroom balcony, propriety shatters in the face of impending separation. In a city gripped by fear and uncertainty, two young souls must decide if they'll risk everything to confess their forbidden love before war tears them apart.
Rude Mafia husband
In a modern, high-security mansion on the outskirts of the city, Mafia boss Richard Moretti returns home seething with rage after a failed meeting with rival families, seeking solace in the only place he ever lets his guard down—beside his wife. You. Grumpy x sunshine.
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