Eros's Obsession: Series Two Fate, Love, and the Struggle for Control In the gripping second series of "Eros's Obsession," the intense tension between Eros Nicholai Apollo and Chika deepens. Eros, a man who thrives on power, is caught between his desire to control his legacy and an unexpected pull toward Chika, the mother of his unborn children. Love, to Eros, is a dangerous weakness, rooted in a painful past that still haunts him. But despite his cold exterior, Chika's defiance tests his limits and forces him to confront feelings he thought he had buried. Chika is determined not to be a pawn in Eros's world. As she fights to regain control of her life, she faces a fierce battle against Eros's dominating nature. Their relationship becomes a battleground of wills-power versus freedom, control versus vulnerability-while a deeper connection quietly simmers beneath the surface. Introducing the Russian mafia crime syndicate, led by the ruthless and cold hearted Morozov Vladimir. His son, Yuri Morozov Vladimir, the designated heir, who is constantly at his father's beck and call-yet no matter what he does, he is never seen as good enough." As Eros's past unfolds and Chika's strength grows, *Series Two* explores the battle between love and control, past scars and future possibilities. Eros must decide whether to hold onto his cold, unyielding nature or embrace the vulnerability that comes with loving someone like Chika. The stakes are higher, the emotions rawer, and the twists more intense, making this series a must-read. WARNING: 🔞🔞‼️ ⚠️ ⛔️ non consensual sexual acts, smuts derogatory words, explicit sexual acts and language used, spicy sexual language. be warned for your own safety. Enjoy 😊 and happy 😃 reading 📖 I do not own the credit for the picture used for this book cover. It was taken from Pinterest so Credit goes to Brittany Collins Bailey.

"This is a gripping tale of 26 years old Chika Maduka, a young woman from Delta Igbo, Nigeria, who leaves behind her family and homeland in search of a better life. But what awaits her in the foreign lands of Italy is far from the future she imagined. At 30 years old, her path crosses with Eros Nicolai Apollo, a powerful and ruthless mafia Don who is as dangerous as he is alluring. As two very different worlds collide, Chika is thrust into a life of crime, passion, and power, where survival means navigating treacherous loyalties and an intense, magnetic connection with the man who holds both her fate-and her heart-in his hands. Join Chika's journey, where every chapter unravels thrilling twists, unexpected alliances, and a battle of wills that will leave you breathless. Will Chika escape the dark allure of Eros's world, or will she find herself drawn deeper into its deadly grip? I'll be posting two or more chapters each day, and I encourage you to share your thoughts, opinions, and constructive feedback along the way! Let's enjoy the adventure together- let's remember, respect and kindness are key in this space. Happy reading!" I do not own the credit for the picture used for this book cover. It was taken from Pinterest so Credit goes to Brittany Collins Bailey. WARNING: ⚠️🔞🔞This book is for mature audiences who loves spicy mafia romance rollercoaster and its a slow burn book❤️‍🔥 with lots of explicit scenes, Dominant, submissive character, smutty stuffs, so be warned, in case you don't like this kind of story, don't get close to it. Enjoy your reading 🥂

Walking inside her room, Suhana unwrapped her dupatta from her head and put it on the bed after making sure all the curtains were drawn. She opened her waist-length hair and started to comb through them with her weak hands, standing in front of the mirror. A sudden movement near her room's door reflected in the mirror and caught her eyes. She stopped combing and in a split second, the comb fell from her hand to the ground. She turned around, causing her hair to whip unintentionally in the process. She hoped that what she saw was only a hallucination but the hope shattered pretty soon. There was Alexander, standing in all his glory, invading her privacy. His hawk-like eyes gawked at her with lust while his hands were formed in a tight fist. Warning! Mature Content!

ARIUS DURANTE "SPADE" The Ace of all who are born to rule.He is the Devil on earth & depiction of darkness.His raging ocean blue orbs alone can intimidate the toughest,his hard masculine physique is enough to scare the strongest and his voice that just commands everyone's attention.Manipulation and annihilation are his biggest virtues.He is so deep in the swamp of darkness that he has lost the touch to humanity.His dark aura and sharp brain orders everyone to bow down in front of him and that's "THE ITALIAN MAFIA KING" for you. SITARA RATHORE She is a boon for her kingdom. The purest soul and celestial beauty with kindness as her biggest trait.One of the most powerful Royal clan's only girl child having 3 knights in shining armor as her protectors.Her cheerfulness had its boundaries limited to the royal palace as she was an introvert for the outside world.Her innocence had to take the back seat as the royal politics demanded maturity.She is the epitome of grace and smiles like the shawl of stars that lit up the dark sky.That's "THE RATHORE PRINCESS" for you. "Ask."He said to her while staring at her who is wrapping his wounded hand. "what ?"She looked at him with her eyes reflecting all the innocence this world has. "Anything you wish to."His intense gaze made her shiver a little. "won't you answer if I don't ask ?"She surprised him with her words. "I am IN the Italian Mafia."He answered her unasked question. "IN the Italian Mafia or THE ITALIAN MAFIA."She stated this time looking straight into his eyes after gathering all of her courage & his breath struck in his chest looking at those pretty eyes of hers. This made the man look at her with amusement which isn't new in her presence.She always makes him amused or speechless either with her words or with her actions. "I AM THE ITALIAN MAFIA."His words made a beautiful smile carve on her lips & as always it never fail to quicken his heartbeat creating an illusion of cardiac arrest.

~I am not done with you wifey. Not yet.~ Lies. Lies. Lies. And a little more lies. And what did I get in return? ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ Her ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ The one and only girl I craved. Whose mere presence would drive me insane. But shhh!! She doesn't need to know any of my lies. She doesn't need to know who I actually am. Nothing. She is my wife now. Stuck. Forever. Concealed with my Obsession. (Short story)

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒍 𝒀𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒗 ~She is the light, the luminary divine. Her presence brought solace to many. She is a like a radiant star. 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒋 𝑨𝒓𝒂𝒔~ in the realm of shadows, where secrets resides, there lurks a figure with Darkness as his guide. She is the light, in her presence darkness shall never persist. His soul is where Darkness takes it's toll. Her actions were like petals, unfurled with grace. His gaze Cold, holds depths of untold stories, yet to unfold. She dealt with care and danced with love, leaving footprints of kindness everywhere. He dealt with blood and weapons, a fate he embraced. Her presence, a beacon in the darkest night, guiding the lost souls towards hope. His presence whispers the tales of anguish, enveloping hearts with creeps. She is the light, her radiance does shine, illuminating the world with solace. He doesn't live in dark, for he is the DARKNESS. .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. "You will hurt me..." she breathed out looking aside, gulping the fear down. "I will hurt you in so many ways that you can't even imagine, but i bet you will love, even enjoy every second of it." his deep voice sent tingles down her core. Without caring about her shocked state, he moved his hands inside her thighs, held the waistband of her red panties. And in a second, he pulled them off her, letting it pool inbetween her legs. "For now, I'll let it pool between your ankles, when i am done with you..., i am taking that as a souvenir" he said, looking at her with intense eyes. Redness covered her features. Fear mixed with arousal was what she was feeling. .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. ⚠️ Contains Forced Proximity, Forced Marriage and Abusive Relationship ⚠️

Daksh Malhotra - a womanizer and a ruthless billionaire - tears apart the life of Asmita Sharma - a vivacious and ambitious young woman - when he finds himself enamored by her. Asmita tries to pick up the broken pieces of her life and strives to fly away from her demons, but will she succeed or will her spirit succumb to his merciless advances? _________________________________________ He felt pity for the devastated woman standing in front of him, but the only thing that mattered to him was possessing her and making her his. He did not know where the fatal attraction would lead them to, but he had every intention to act on it - no matter what it ensued. "Think whatever you want, but my condition will not change. If you don't want Sunita's love to leave her at the altar then you will have to marry me and be my wife." The finality in his voice made Asmita shudder at the mere thoughts of his words turning into reality. She despised him for playing with her dignity. How could she barter her dignity for her friend's happiness? ~When passion meets inspiration, obsession is born.~ *Not a love story.

"You stop worrying about your sister and worry about yourself. You have said that today is my marriage but I have made a slight change in it." he said with menacing smirk playing on his face. "What change" she asked as she was not getting good vibes from him. "It is true that today I am getting married but not with Mahi but with you." He stated like it's not a big deal that he swapped the brides. Her eyes widened in shock and disbelief. She stared at him without blinking her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to believe what he just had said. She asked him in her trembling voice "W...What d...did y...you s....say?" He leaned on her face dangerously close "I said that you will marry me today and in the same mandap (pavilion). Before you refuse me, let me tell you that your sister and your family's life is in my hands if you try do something. If you try to refuse marriage or try to tell anyone about this then your sister will be the first person whose life I will smash. It will be better for you not to waste my and your time, wear wedding lehenga quietly and come to the mandap. go and get ready. yes, one more thing you must remember that no one should see your face till we get married so that the marriage can be done smoothly. I don't want any drama before marriage." She was silently listening to him as she was too numb to react. She couldn't even think of marrying a person like him. How could she marry a person whom she couldn't even talk to properly?? "How can I marry you?" his eyebrows raised in anger hearing her question. He took out his phone to call someone and ordered staring deep into her eyes making her heart sink in fear and dread "kill Mahi." She kneeled down joining her hands infront of him and begged him crying historically "Please don't do this". He raised his one eyebrow in questioning manner and asked her "So will you marry me?" She didn't say anything. Seeing Her silent, He told the man again "Kill her." "Yes, I will marry you."

Charlotte Boone, 21, has been accepted to John Jay College for her undergraduate studies in Computer Science and with a minor in Homeland Security and decides to work at a bar during the summer to make extra cash. On the day of her job interview, she meets Aiden Westworth, 26, who is the Head of the New York Mafia. She isn't impressed, but he is intrigued by her. Will this sudden obsession and lust at first sight end well or have a terrible ending?