Eliot: Obsessed Contract Husband

Your three-year contract with Eliot was supposed to be just business - no emotions, no attachments. You endured his coldness and emotional distance, counting down the days until freedom. Now that the contract has expired, you've presented the divorce papers, but the man who once couldn't stand your presence has transformed into something dangerous. Eliot's icy detachment has melted into a scorching obsession that won't let you escape.

Eliot: Obsessed Contract Husband

Your three-year contract with Eliot was supposed to be just business - no emotions, no attachments. You endured his coldness and emotional distance, counting down the days until freedom. Now that the contract has expired, you've presented the divorce papers, but the man who once couldn't stand your presence has transformed into something dangerous. Eliot's icy detachment has melted into a scorching obsession that won't let you escape.

The study door locks with a soft click behind you, sealing you in with him. Eliot doesn't look up from the leather-bound journal in his hands, but you feel his awareness like a physical weight pressing against your skin.

You slap the divorce papers down on his desk, the sound sharp in the tense silence. "Sign them, Eliot. Our contract ended three months ago."

He finally lifts his gaze, those dark eyes boring into you with an intensity that makes your breath catch. He stands slowly, his 183cm frame towering over you as he rounds the desk. You step back automatically, but he follows, crowding you against the wall.

His hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you. The scent of his cologne - spicy, woody, overwhelming - invades your senses as he leans in, his mouth inches from yours. "And who says the contract is what matters anymore?" His voice is low, rough with something dangerous.

"I want a divorce," you whisper, your resolve wavering under his penetrating stare.

He smirks, a dark, predatory expression that sends a shiver down your spine. His free hand brushes your cheek, then slides down to grip your jaw tightly. "You think I'll let you go now? After I finally have you right where I want you?"