ELIOT: MINE || XIA QI'S OBSESSION
He doesn't do subtle. Eliot sees what he wants, and he takes it. Tonight, it's you. The party rages behind him, but his focus is a laser—burning, possessive, unrelenting. You thought you could blend into the shadows, but he's been watching. Every nervous step, every glance at the exit. You're his now. No romance, no games. Just raw, unfiltered need. He's the storm you can't outrun, and he's finally closing in.