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Chapter 72: Taste of Obsession

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Damien didn’t usually follow. He liked the game, the chase, the thrill of uncertainty—but tonight was different. Tonight, he had watched from the shadows, and what he had seen burned into his mind.

Theo had claimed Eliot. Fully. Possessively. Every inch of him. Every gasp, every shiver, every word of surrender… Damien could almost feel it, could almost taste it, and it made the heat in his chest twist into something sharp, deliciously dangerous.

He leaned against the wall just outside the dorm, phone in hand, pretending to scroll, pretending to be distracted. But his eyes weren’t on the screen. They were on the window, on the slight flicker of light from beneath the door. He could hear the faint sounds—the low hum of voices, the sharp intake of breath, the soft, wet brush of lips that told him Theo wasn’t holding back.

A smirk curved Damien’s lips.

So that’s how it was going to be.

He had expected resistance, tension, subtle teasing. But Theo… Theo was raw. Unapologetic. Possessive. D
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  • MOONLIGHT MYSTIQUE    Chapter 80: Between Shadows and Chains

    Theo hadn’t let go of Eliot all morning.He carried the tension in his body like a second skin, a storm pressing beneath every casual gesture. His arm around Eliot’s waist during breakfast was too tight, his eyes tracking every flicker of Eliot’s expression with a precision that cut deeper than words.Eliot felt caged.Every movement was scrutinized, every breath measured. The more Theo tried to claim him with touch and presence, the louder Damien’s shadow echoed in his chest.The phone was hidden, shoved deep into the pocket of his jeans, switched to silent, but Eliot felt it like a heartbeat against his skin. He didn’t dare check, not with Theo’s sharp eyes fixed on him. Yet the thought gnawed at him—messages piling up, waiting, Damien’s voice whispering through every vibration.When Theo finally left the table to grab coffee, Eliot’s hands shook under the table. He slipped the phone out, shielding the screen.Three new messages.He’ll suffocate you, moonlight. I’ll show you freedom

  • MOONLIGHT MYSTIQUE    Chapter 79: The Bold Intrusion

    Morning came too quickly.The pale light of dawn slipped through the blinds, painting Eliot’s skin in soft gold. Theo hadn’t moved all night, his arm still heavy across Eliot’s waist, his body curved protectively against his back. It should have been comforting. It should have made Eliot feel safe.But it didn’t.Eliot lay still, wide awake, heart racing as if he’d run miles. His lips were sore from Theo’s consuming kisses, his body marked with fresh evidence of possession. He had surrendered—again. And yet, when his thoughts drifted, it wasn’t only Theo he remembered.It was Damien’s words. Damien’s touch. Damien’s promise.Eliot squeezed his eyes shut. Shame crashed over him, hot and suffocating. Why can’t I stop thinking about him?The soft buzz of his phone shattered the fragile quiet.Theo stirred faintly, muttering in his sleep, tightening his arm around Eliot as though he sensed danger even in dreams. Eliot’s stomach dropped. He slid his hand carefully under the pillow, pulling

  • MOONLIGHT MYSTIQUE    Chapter 78: Possession in the Dark

    Theo didn’t sleep again.Not after the words he’d whispered against Eliot’s lips—I know every inch of you. Every scent. It wasn’t just a warning; it was a vow. He wasn’t going to let Damien’s phantom touch poison what belonged to him.And as he watched Eliot lying there, flushed and trembling under the faint silver glow of the moon, Theo’s chest burned with a mix of love, obsession, and something darker.“You’re mine,” Theo murmured again, almost to himself, but Eliot stirred at the sound, his lashes fluttering.“Theo…” Eliot whispered, voice rough, his body still humming from the storm Theo had unleashed on him earlier.Theo brushed his thumb along Eliot’s jaw, eyes burning into his. “Say it again,” he demanded softly, his tone velvet over steel. “Tell me whose you are.”Eliot’s breath caught. His body obeyed before his heart could rebel. “Yours. Only yours.”Theo leaned down, pressing a kiss to Eliot’s collarbone, slow and lingering, then to the hollow of his throat, where his lips

  • MOONLIGHT MYSTIQUE    Chapter 77: The Scent of Secrets

    Theo wasn’t asleep.At least, not fully. His body had dozed in and out, but something in the way Eliot shifted against him—the sharpness of his breath, the tremor in his hands—kept Theo tethered to the surface. When Eliot pressed closer to him, trying too hard to bury himself in the safety of Theo’s chest, Theo’s instincts flared.Something was wrong.Theo’s eyes snapped open, sharp and predatory even in the dim glow of the moonlight streaming through the window. He didn’t move immediately. He only listened. Eliot’s breathing was uneven, shallow, nothing like the soft rhythm Theo had memorized.And beneath that, faint but undeniable, Theo heard it: the buzz of a phone under the pillow.His chest tightened, heat flashing through him in a rush that was equal parts fury and fear.Slowly, deliberately, Theo brushed his lips against Eliot’s temple, murmuring, “Why are you trembling, moonlight?” His voice was low, intimate, but there was an edge to it—an undercurrent of danger Eliot couldn’

  • MOONLIGHT MYSTIQUE    Chapter 76: The First Message

    The night was restless for Eliot.Even though Theo’s arms were heavy around him, his chest a steady wall of heat at his back, Eliot couldn’t sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he felt Damien’s touch again—the faint brush against his wrist, the deliberate tease that left his skin alive with memory.He hated it.He hated the way his body betrayed him, hated the way his heart fluttered, hated the way Theo’s possessive embrace wasn’t enough to drown out the shadow Damien had left behind.Theo shifted in his sleep, pulling Eliot closer, burying his face in Eliot’s neck. His breath was hot, steady, grounding. Eliot closed his eyes and tried to focus only on that—the safety, the intensity, the comfort that Theo provided.But just as his heartbeat began to steady, the sharp vibration of his phone on the nightstand sliced through the quiet.Eliot froze.Theo didn’t stir, too deeply asleep. Slowly, carefully, Eliot reached for the phone, shielding the glow of the screen from Theo’s eyes. He

  • MOONLIGHT MYSTIQUE    Chapter 75: The Predator's Patience

    Damien leaned against the railing of the campus rooftop, cigarette burning between his fingers, the smoke curling into the night air like whispered promises. The city lights shimmered below, blurred and distant, but his attention was locked elsewhere—on the dorm building across the courtyard.He knew exactly which room belonged to Theo and Eliot.And he could almost feel it—the heat radiating from inside, the way Theo clung to Eliot like a starving wolf with its prey. Damien smirked, exhaling slowly, his sharp profile illuminated briefly by the glow of the cigarette.“Possessive bastard,” he muttered under his breath, but the words weren’t bitter. They were amused. Intrigued. Excited.Theo’s obsession only made Damien want Eliot more.Because this wasn’t about winning a boy—it was about unraveling something raw, forbidden, exquisite. Eliot was the kind of flame that drew predators. Soft, trembling, yet hiding a spark that could burn if nurtured. Theo wanted to cage it. Damien? Damien

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