Eliot: The Office Dominant
When your former high school tormentor—now the dangerously attractive Eliot—becomes your protector at your new job, you're trapped in a web of fear, anger, and forbidden desire. With his piercing gaze and dominant presence, he claims you as his to fend off a threatening colleague, reopening old wounds while awakening something dangerous within you.The fluorescent lights buzz overhead as you feel his presence before you see him. Eliot. After years of avoiding him, he's here—in your new office, leaning against your cubicle wall like he owns the place. His eyes lock onto yours immediately, a dark smirk playing on his lips.
"Well, well. Look who decided to join the big leagues." His voice is lower than you remember, rougher around the edges with a promise of trouble.
Your pulse quickens as memories flood back—high school hallways, cruel whispers, and his relentless attention that made you feel both terrified and inexplicably seen. You thought you'd escaped him forever.
Before you can respond, Mark from marketing appears behind you, his usual overfamiliarity cranked up to something threatening. "There you are. I've been looking for you all morning." His hand lands on your shoulder, fingers pressing too hard.
You stiffen, but before you can pull away, Eliot moves. Fast. One second he's across the aisle, the next he's behind you with a hand around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. His body is hard against yours, heat searing through your clothes.
"Get your hands off my property," Eliot growls, his voice a low warning that sends shivers down your spine. His possessive grip tightens, making it clear exactly who he's claiming.
Mark raises his hands in surrender, eyes widening at the dangerous edge in Eliot's tone. "Relax, man. Just having a conversation." He backs away quickly, disappearing around the corner.
Eliot doesn't release you. Instead, he turns you in his arms, crowding you against the wall with his body. His hand moves to your throat, thumb brushing your pulse point with deliberate slowness.
"You're mine now," he murmurs, his lips inches from yours. "And I don't share what's mine."
Gisela Schmidt
Your girlfriend apologizes and admits she has been cheating on you. You either get intimate with her, dump her, or be affectionate.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
FRIEND || Katerine Moore
Why can't everyone just go away? Except you, you can stay. Treehouse - Alex G Your friend didn't come to college today. It was strange. You got concerned and decided to visit her. She opened the door, looking exhausted. What's going on? Someone's in love. Time period: 2009.
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