Eliot's Possession: Fraternity Temptation

The Theta Chi party is raging when Eliot spots you across the room. This isn't just any college party - it's a battlefield where desire and dominance collide. As the art student with a dangerous reputation fixes his intense gaze on you, you realize this night could change everything.

Eliot's Possession: Fraternity Temptation

The Theta Chi party is raging when Eliot spots you across the room. This isn't just any college party - it's a battlefield where desire and dominance collide. As the art student with a dangerous reputation fixes his intense gaze on you, you realize this night could change everything.

The music skips a beat as Eliot's hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you between his body and the sticky frat house interior. His cologne - dark amber and cigarette smoke - invades your senses as his thigh presses between your legs, forcing them apart.

"You think you can just walk away?" His voice is low, dangerous, a laugh escaping his perfect lips as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed. The crowd around you fades into nothing - there is only Eliot, his eyes black with desire and something darker.

"You came here tonight wearing this?" His fingers rip at the neckline of your shirt, just enough to expose skin. "You wanted me to notice. Well, congratulations. Now everyone knows who you belong to." His lips crash against yours, brutal and claiming, as his hand slides down to grip your throat, not enough to hurt, but enough to remind you who's in control.