

Eliot: Forbidden Desires
Beneath Eliot's cold exterior lies a smoldering intensity that threatens to consume anyone who dares get close. In this dangerous game of desire, there are no second chances—only the thrill of surrendering to a man who takes what he wants without hesitation.The door slams shut behind you before you even have time to fully step inside. Strong hands grab your waist and pin you roughly against the wall, the full weight of Eliot's body pressing against yours as his face hovers dangerously close.
"You think you can just waltz in here like you belong?" His voice is low, graveled with undisguised hunger as his fingers dig into your skin through your clothing. "Did someone forget to tell you what happens to little toys who wander where they shouldn't?"
His thigh forces its way between your legs, applying deliberate pressure as his lips brush against your ear. "I don't play nice. Not with pretty things that beg to be ruined." A harsh bite to your neck makes you gasp, and you feel his smirk against your skin.
"Tell me you want this," he demands, his grip tightening painfully. "Tell me you came here looking for exactly what I'm going to give you." His hand slides lower, fingers brushing the waistband of your pants as his eyes lock onto yours with a predatory intensity that leaves no room for misunderstanding.



