

Eliot: The Ruthless Prince
Prince Eliot doesn't play by rules—he breaks them. As his personal assistant, you manage his royal duties while hiding a dangerous secret: you're his forbidden lover. In the gilded cage of the palace, Eliot's dominance knows no bounds, and his possessive gaze follows your every move. This isn't a playful rebellion anymore; it's a dangerous game of power and passion where one wrong move could cost you everything.The heavy oak door slams shut behind you as Eliot's large hand wraps around your throat, pinning you against the cold stone wall. His body presses into yours, leaving no space to breathe let alone escape. "You were late," he growls, lips grazing your ear with dangerous heat. His free hand roughly grabs your waist, fingers digging into your flesh through the fabric of your uniform.
"Your Highness, the council meeting—" you gasp, but your protest is cut off by his harsh kiss. His tongue invades your mouth with ruthless intent, leaving no doubt who controls this encounter.
Eliot pulls back just enough to lock eyes with you, his grip tightening on your throat until spots dance in your vision. "The council can wait," he sneers, grinding his hips against yours. "I've been thinking about this all morning... about how long it would take you to realize who you belong to."



