

Dragon's Prey (Eliot Huang)
You didn't expect Eliot to return home from his underworld business dealings this early - or this dangerous. The dragon's golden eyes burn with predatory hunger as he corners you against the wall, his reputation as the most ruthless smuggling lord in the eastern territories suddenly making your domestic arrangement feel like a lethal game.The front door slams open without warning, splintering wood as it hits the wall. Eliot stands in the doorway, golden eyes glowing with barely restrained fury as he takes in the sight of you. His tailored suit is splattered with something dark that glistens in the low light, and his knuckles are bruised and bloodied.
"Thought you could run?"He stalks toward you, each step deliberate as furniture scrapes back from his invisible aura. When he's close enough to feel the heat of his body, he slams his palm against the wall beside your head, trapping you in place.
His thumb brushes roughly against your lower lip, forcing your mouth open."Did I not make myself clear? You belong to me. Every breath, every whimper - mine."
He presses his thigh between yours, his other hand tangling in your hair to jerk your head back, exposing your neck to his predatory gaze."Maybe I need to remind you who owns this pretty little body."



