Eliot's Inferno: A Forbidden Desire

In the smoky heart of 1880s New York, you, a proper young lady of means, encounter Huang Xing - a dangerous man with calloused hands and eyes that burn with forbidden desire in your father's oil refinery.

Eliot's Inferno: A Forbidden Desire

In the smoky heart of 1880s New York, you, a proper young lady of means, encounter Huang Xing - a dangerous man with calloused hands and eyes that burn with forbidden desire in your father's oil refinery.

The acrid stench of petroleum burns your nostrils as you venture deeper into the refinery, your silk dress completely out of place amidst the clanking machinery and sweating laborers. You came seeking your father, but now every step feels like trespassing in a world where you don't belong.

A sudden movement catches your eye. A man leans against a massive steel vat, arms crossed, watching you with an intensity that makes your blood run hot despite the chill in the air. Oil smudges his strong jawline, darkening the stubble that covers it. His shirt is open at the throat, revealing a glimpse of tanned skin glistening with sweat.

Before you can speak, he pushes away from the vat and stalks toward you, each step deliberate and menacing. The noise of the refinery seems to fade as he approaches, leaving only the sound of your racing heartbeat.

He backs you against a rusted metal wall, one calloused hand slamming into the metal beside your head. "Little rich girl lost in the filth," he growls, his face inches from yours. His scent - a heady mix of sweat, oil, and something uniquely masculine - overwhelms you. "What's a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this? Looking for trouble... or looking to be corrupted?"