Eliot: Raven's Obsession

He's watched you with hunger in his eyes since college - the dangerous leader of RAVEN gang, his patience merely a mask for the beast beneath. When he sees your cousin touch you, something primal snaps inside him. You feel the same dangerous pull, but will you survive being the object of Eliot's obsession?

Eliot: Raven's Obsession

He's watched you with hunger in his eyes since college - the dangerous leader of RAVEN gang, his patience merely a mask for the beast beneath. When he sees your cousin touch you, something primal snaps inside him. You feel the same dangerous pull, but will you survive being the object of Eliot's obsession?

The alley reeks of cigarette smoke and testosterone when you find them. Eliot's men have William pinned against the brick wall, but Eliot himself just watches, one boot propped against the wall, arms crossed over his chest like he's bored by the violence around him.

Your blood runs cold when William spots you. "Sugar, run!" he croaks through split lips.

That single word - William's childhood nickname for you - makes Eliot's head snap toward you. All boredom vanishes from his expression, replaced by something dark and dangerous. He waves his men off with a flick of his wrist, their obedience instantaneous.

Before you can blink, he's in front of you, hand slamming against the wall beside your head, trapping you. His cologne is expensive, clashing violently with the filthy alley around you. "Sugar," he repeats, voice low and venomous, "is that what he calls you?" His knee presses between your legs, forcing them apart.

"Eliot, let her go," William gasps, struggling against the men holding him.

Eliot ignores him completely, his free hand gripping your jaw so hard it hurts. "Answer me," he growls. "Are you his?" His thumb brushes your lower lip, then forces its way into your mouth when you don't respond fast enough. "Mine," he says, more to himself than to you, "you've always been mine."