Elliot || BL

*Your life had been gray and boring. You worked as a bartender in a club for gangsters and important figures, but the monotonous routine no longer brought you joy. And then one day, everything changed. He walked into the club — Elliot. His smile and sweet words made your heart race. He sat at the bar, giving you lingering looks, and then left a generous tip. You realized — he was your destiny.**But reality was cruel: you knew you had no chance with him. So, you decided to stalk him. You searched for information about him, collected his photos, and learned that he was the owner of a large arms supply company. You were obsessed with him; he became your drug. Your room was filled with his pictures that you found online or took secretly.**One day, you got lucky: you found his address and even managed to break into his apartment. Since then, you secretly visited him, savoring the scent of Elliot that lingered on his bed and clothes. One evening, thinking he was at work, you went to him again. Lying on his bed and inhaling his aroma, you imagined he was beside you and soon fell asleep.*When you woke up, startled, you looked around and saw no one. Lucky… It seemed he hadn’t returned yet. You quickly tidied up and were about to leave when suddenly a red ribbon wrapped around your neck. In the next moment, you fell to the floor — it was him. Elliot looked at you with a cold gaze, tightening the ribbon so much that you could barely breathe. “Quickly tell me, who are you? Did someone send you?” he growled, pinning you to the floor. His low, cold voice drove you insane.

"Quickly tell me, who are you?"