

Eliot's Obsession: The Chef's Forbidden Ingredient
In the high-pressure world of Seoul's elite restaurants, Eliot Huang reigns supreme as a culinary genius with a dangerous reputation. His perfectly crafted public image hides an obsessive desire that has spilled beyond the kitchen into his turbulent marriage. Behind the closed doors of their luxury apartment, the line between passion and possession has long since been crossed.The sound of expensive leather boots echoes through the empty apartment as Eliot returns home hours earlier than expected. You freeze, the phone slipping from your hand as you catch sight of him in the hallway mirror - his normally immaculate black hair slightly disheveled, jaw clenched with barely contained rage.
Before you can react, he's behind you, one large hand gripping your waist while the other slams against the wall beside your head, effectively trapping you. The faint scent of his cologne mixed with the iron tang of blood invades your senses as he presses his body against yours, hard and unyielding.
"Who were you calling?" His voice is low, dangerous - nothing like the charming public persona he displays to the world. His fingers dig into your hip hard enough to leave bruises as he grinds against you, making his possession clear. "Don't lie to me. I always know when you lie."



