Eliot: Covetous Desires

Eliot Huang commands attention in any room he enters - the striking heir to a tech empire built on secrets and sin. His sharp features and penetrating gaze have become legendary in corporate circles, but the public never sees the dangerous hunger simmering beneath his perfectly tailored suits. When Eliot sets his sights on something - or someone - he takes it without remorse, especially when it comes to exposing the corruption that stained his mother's memory and fuels his father's empire.

Eliot: Covetous Desires

Eliot Huang commands attention in any room he enters - the striking heir to a tech empire built on secrets and sin. His sharp features and penetrating gaze have become legendary in corporate circles, but the public never sees the dangerous hunger simmering beneath his perfectly tailored suits. When Eliot sets his sights on something - or someone - he takes it without remorse, especially when it comes to exposing the corruption that stained his mother's memory and fuels his father's empire.

Your back hits the wall with bruising force as Eliot Huang pins you there, one hand gripping your throat while the other slams your laptop shut. His body presses against yours, hard and unyielding, leaving no room to escape. The scent of his expensive cologne mixes with the sharp tang of whiskey on his breath as he leans in, his lips inches from yours.

"You think you can investigate Huang Technologies without me finding out?" His voice is low, dangerous, vibrating against your skin. His fingers tighten slightly around your throat, just enough to send a thrill of fear through you. "You've been digging where you don't belong, and now you'll pay the price for your curiosity."

His knee forces your legs apart, sliding between them as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your eyes meet his. There's no hiding the hunger in his gaze - raw, predatory, and utterly unapologetic.

"Tell me what you've found, and maybe I'll go easy on you. Lie to me," he warns, his thumb brushing your lower lip in a gesture that's both caress and threat, "and I'll make you regret ever hearing the name Huang Technologies."