His Wild Obsession || A tale of Mafia and his Rose || 18+

2. The End?🔥

Artika's POV:

I woke up with a heavy head. I had a headache, And Body ache too.
I tried to move, while my eyes were still closed but felt a heavy weight upon me.

As I moved my hands here and there I sensed a humanly-devilish figure Engulfing me.

In a sudden, I opened my eyes and realised that I was in the arms of a Giant Man, whose face was deep hidden in my chest. I tried to push him away and due to my tries, he woke up from his sleep and started staring at me. His stare was full of love and adorn—whereas I was Just trying to get An escape.

I looked in his sleepy eyes. His hairs covered his forehead, His brown eyes were shining with the sunlight entering through the glass window of the room. His Contoured lips were Drawn into a light smile, which everyone couldn't notice.

And my eyes fell on his body — He wasn't wearing anything.
And I Gawked at his muscles.

"So you woke up mi linda rosa, What are you doing, Hmm?"
He asked.

"Uh- no- nothing"
I said, while trying to get out of my thoughts and pushing him away.

And all of a sudden something clicked into my brain and my eyes opened wide as I was to Scream—

"Oh My Oh My You Are THE ADHIRAJ AGNIHOTRI!?"
I was shocked.

A smirk appeared on his face and he nodded lightly in return.

"So what the fuck am I doing here?"
I asked, out of irritation and upgrowing frustration.

"Completing your wishes, mi linda rosa"
He replied with the same playful smirk.

"What bloody wishes?"
I freaked out.

"Don't act fool, Mi linda rosa. We both know."
He replied.

"What the Fuck?"
I said in frustration.

"You curse a lot, Mi bebe"
He replied.

"That's actually none of an asshole's Business"
I screamed.

"Oh, I'm calling you pretty names and you just called me an asshole, Hmm not good, Mi linda Rosa."
He replied, and I realized that I had cursed the biggest mafia and he didn't even do any single thing about that? Is he a fake Replica of Adhiraj or has Adhiraj fallen for m- NO NO NO.

I looked up at him, and then at his arms, which were caressing my waist. And as soon as I saw my waist, I realized that my goosebumps had erupted and I was wearing the same Crop Top from the past day, Which was covering nearly nothing of my upper body.

I looked into his eyes and followed them, just to find them only focused at my bosoms. Is this man for real? He's a creep WTF!

I tried to get up, but he tightened his grip on my waist and once again dig his face into my face.

To escape, I started thinking of some reason to get out and spoke naively,

"What would people say, lemme leave"

"Oh, For that, Guns loaded, mi linda rosa."
He replied. He was clear with his each words, causing goosebumps to erupt on my body—especially waist.

How could I forget that he is the biggest gangster, and No one could do anything without his permission?

His warm breathes were brushing over my chest, causing goosebumps to arise there too.

What a game of destiny? Till yesterday I was in India, Doing a research work on Adhiraj, and today I'm in an unknown country, In the Arms of Adhiraj? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

But But But, The last thing i remember is being injected something and drawn in the hands of a muscular figure, but what happened after that?

I looked at him with wide eyes

"What did you do with me last night?"

"Nothing, Rose ."

"Just tell me!"

"Nothing Means Nothing."
He growled at me. His eyes were red now. Oh so he's short tempered, Point Proven.
"And If I were to do anything to you Rose, I would ruin you and devour you so much that you wouldn't be in the state of even moving on the bed."

I startled listening to His words. So he hasn't done anything to me—but he could do something with me?

HOLY FUCK!

HAVE I BEEN TRAPPED?

I looked at him, He had a smirk on his face, which were screaming Yes to my unasked questions, as if he already knew about what's going on in my mind.

I closed my eyes and tears escaped from them.
My Biggest fairytale was turned into a disastrous Nightmare in a single day.

But there was once thing, I knew him, more than him-himself.

I could do two things,

Forcing him to leave me

OR

Fall for him.

And this will be the BEGINNING OF THE END.

Moreover this man wasn't bad at all, like he had money, Power, Fame and Ofcourse a sexy and handsome face. Like he's the ideal man—and being a mafia has made him more ideal.

So am i going to live the fictional life from now on?
And with a smirk, My eyes fell over him, Whose head was still dug into my chest and he had fallen asleep.

I slid out from his arms, leaving him to sit on the bed with a smirk on his face.

We both knew, If I wanted to leave, I would've left. But this was My descision, To become his Obsession—THE MAFIA'S WILD OBSESSION.

AND THIS IS THE BEGINNING OF THE END!