Sinful Heaven

**18- Obsession

As Eleanor stood at the threshold of the office, overwhelmed by the tumult of emotions and the weight of Stephen's threats, she felt a strong hand pull her back inside. It was Alejandro, his grip firm yet gentle, drawing her back into the safety of their presence. The door closed behind them with a soft click, sealing them off from the outside world.

Leonardo stepped forward, a smoldering intensity in his gaze. Without hesitation, he lifted Eleanor effortlessly and placed her on the desk, their bodies inches apart. The suddenness of the move sent a thrill through her, the adrenaline mixing with her anxiety, sparking an unquenchable fire within her.

Roberto stepped between her legs, his presence commanding and protective. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her skin. “You need to know,” he said softly, his voice laced with a possessive edge, “that you are ours. We’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe.”

Eleanor’s heart raced as she looked into their eyes, feeling the weight of their words. It was a powerful declaration that sent shivers down her spine. She could sense the intensity of their feelings for her, and it overwhelmed her in the best way possible.

Alejandro leaned in, brushing his lips against her forehead before capturing her mouth with his. The kiss was soft yet fervent, igniting a fire deep within her. She melted against him, savoring the warmth and safety that radiated from their connection.

As they kissed, Leonardo moved closer, his hands gently caressing her waist. “No one will ever hurt you again, Eleanor. We promise.” He captured her lips next, his kiss deepening, making her forget the chaos outside. All that mattered was this moment, the electric connection they shared.

Roberto leaned in, his lips brushing against her neck, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. “We’re not just protecting you; we’re claiming you. You belong with us.” His voice was low and sultry, sending chills through her body.

Eleanor’s breath quickened, her body responding instinctively to their touch. She could feel the heat pooling within her, the sensation of being desired and cherished enveloping her. Their possessiveness ignited something deep within her—a yearning that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

With every kiss, every caress, she felt herself surrendering, mind, body, and soul. The world outside faded into nothingness; it was just them, wrapped up in a cocoon of intimacy and heat. She was hooked, drawn into their web of passion and desire, a craving that thrummed through her veins.

As they took turns kissing her, she felt their connection deepen, binding her to them in a way she had never experienced before. It was more than just physical; it was emotional and spiritual, an intertwining of souls that left her breathless.

Eleanor’s heart raced as she melted against them, completely consumed by their love and possessiveness. She had never felt so alive, so desired, so wrapped up in someone. And as they continued to kiss her, she knew in that moment that she was irrevocably theirs. There was no turning back now; she had found her place among them, and nothing would ever tear them apart.

After work, the trio ushered Eleanor into their sleek black SUV, the atmosphere charged with anticipation. As they drove through the city, she watched the buildings whiz by, her heart racing in sync with the rhythm of the engine. The further they ventured from the office, the more her apprehension faded, replaced by excitement for what awaited her at their estate.

As they arrived, the grand estate loomed before them, an elegant blend of modern architecture and classic charm. The exterior was illuminated by soft, warm lights, creating an inviting atmosphere. Eleanor stepped out of the car, her breath catching at the beauty of the surroundings. The sprawling grounds were meticulously maintained, with lush gardens and a pristine walkway leading to the entrance.