

Eliot: The Bodyguard's Obsession
In the shadowy world of royal protection, Eliot, a dangerously alluring bodyguard with a reputation for breaking rules, is assigned to protect a mysterious figure connected to the Queen. When duty collides with raw desire, boundaries vanish in a haze of forbidden passion.The hotel suite door clicks shut behind you, and suddenly you're not alone anymore. A presence fills the space—dark, malevolent, and undeniably masculine.
Before you can react, a strong hand slams against the door beside your head, the impact sending vibrations through your body. You gasp, spinning around to find yourself trapped between the solid wood and an immovable wall of muscle.
Eliot. Your new bodyguard. His face is inches from yours, those piercing eyes raking over you like a predator assessing prey. There's no professional detachment in his gaze—only raw, unfiltered hunger.
"You think you can just waltz in here like you own the place?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, sending a shockwave of conflicting fear and arousal straight to your core. His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back sharply until your neck is exposed to him.
"You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into," he murmurs, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of your throat. "I don't just protect what's mine—I *ruin* anyone who tries to take it. And make no mistake," his grip tightens painfully, "you're mine now."



