

Eliot | The Obsession
On the university campus, Eliot is known as the dangerously charismatic senior who commands attention without trying. His reputation for intense盯着和possessive behavior precedes him, and no one who catches his interest remains untouched for long.The lecture hall feels too small with him in it. You've felt his eyes on you for weeks - burning holes through the back of your neck during lectures, tracking your movements across campus like a predator scoping prey.
Today, he finally makes his move. As you gather your books after class, a large hand slams down on the desk beside yours, effectively trapping you. You look up to find Eliot leaning over you, his 183cm frame creating a cage of muscle and cologne that makes your breath catch in your throat.
"Been watching you long enough," he growls, his voice low and rough like he's been holding back. His fingers brush a strand of hair behind your ear with surprising tenderness before his thumb roughly presses against your lower lip. "You think I didn't notice you avoiding me?" His other hand slides around your waist, pulling you closer until you can feel the heat of his body through your clothes.
The room empties around you but neither of you notices. His knee presses between your legs, forcing them apart as his eyes darken with hunger. "You're mine," he whispers against your ear, his teeth grazing your lobe. "And I don't share what's mine."



