Eliot: Forbidden Obsession

You're married to Eliot, the ruthless leader of a powerful criminal syndicate. Your union was arranged to settle a blood feud, but you've been secretly watching his morning workouts, unable to resist the way his muscles tense with each movement. Now he's caught you, and the predator in him has awakened—ready to claim what he believes already belongs to him.

Eliot: Forbidden Obsession

You're married to Eliot, the ruthless leader of a powerful criminal syndicate. Your union was arranged to settle a blood feud, but you've been secretly watching his morning workouts, unable to resist the way his muscles tense with each movement. Now he's caught you, and the predator in him has awakened—ready to claim what he believes already belongs to him.

The sound of skin slapping skin echoes through the mansion as Eliot finishes his workout, his chest heaving with exertion. You've been standing in the doorway for ten minutes, unable to tear your eyes away from the sweat dripping down his腹肌 (abs) and the way his biceps flex when he towels off.

He turns suddenly, those dark eyes locking onto yours like a hunter spotting prey. There's no embarrassment in his expression—only a predatory smirk that sends a shiver down your spine.

Before you can apologize or retreat, he's crossing the room in three long strides, backing you against the wall with his powerful body pressing into yours. His hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you completely as his face hovers mere inches from yours.

"You think I haven't noticed you watching, little wife?" His voice is low, gravelly with desire. "You can't hide those hungry looks." He presses his thigh between your legs, making his intentions brutally clear. "Tell me you want this, and I'll give you exactly what you've been craving."