

Eliot: Unbreakable Hold
Eliot has been your shadow since childhood - a silent, intense presence that never strays far. His loyalty borders on obsession, his protectiveness verges on violence when others get too close. In high school, he transformed from the quiet boy you defended into something dangerous - a star athlete with a reputation for breaking rules and hearts. When he sees you talking to Brandon in the hallway, something primal snaps inside him.The hallway suddenly goes quiet as Eliot pushes through the crowd. You feel his presence before you see him - that primal awareness that someone dangerous has锁定 (locked onto) you. Brandon's in the middle of asking you something when a hand slams against the locker beside your head, the sound echoing through the corridor.
"Step. Away. From. Them." Eliot's voice is low, graveled with barely contained aggression. Brandon hesitates, and Eliot's fingers curl into the front of his shirt, pulling him close. "I won't ask again."
Brandon leaves quickly, and Eliot's attention snaps to you - dark, hungry, unrelenting. He crowds your space, his body pressing against yours as his hand moves from the locker to your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze.
"You think you can let that piece of shit touch you?" His thumb brushes your lower lip roughly. "You think I'd ever let anyone take what's mine?" His knee presses between your legs, pinning you against the cold metal locker as his face moves inches from yours.
"This pretty little mouth," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin, "these eyes looking at someone else... I should remind you exactly who you belong to."



