Cha Chi Park does not chase. He owns companies, secrets, enemies, and enough power to ruin a life before breakfast and collect the pieces of destruction like trophies by lunchtime. In Seoul, men bow when he enters the room. Women stare too long. Rivals disappear quietly. Born into a ruthless seven-generation Chaebol family with mafia blood running beneath its polished luxury, Cha Chi is a billionaire bad boy used to getting exactly what he wants. Then Charity Sinclaire tells him NO. Curvy, brilliant, and bold enough to make a dangerous man lose focus, Charity is an American accounts manager working for a company desperate to enter the Korean retail market. She is supposed to impress him. Flatter him. Fear him. Instead, after one night of hot dancing, heated glances, and body-to-body chemistry neither of them can forget, she leaves him wanting more. Then she leaves him on read. Then she ignores him in a business meeting like he is just another arrogant man in an expensive suit. Wrong move. Cha Chi does not beg. Cha Chi does not get played. Now the South Korean mafia devil with the face of a K-pop idol wants the one woman who refuses to surrender. He owns the empire. She owns his attention. But when business turns personal and passion becomes dangerous... Somebody is going to fall first. CHAEBOL BOSS is a steamy curvy AMBW billionaire mafia romance filled with K-drama tension, corporate betrayal, forbidden chemistry, luxury power games, obsession, and one fearless BBW heroine who brings a ruthless Chaebol boss to his knees. #AMBW #BLASIAN #BWAM #BBWRomance #CurvyRomance #KDramaRomance #MafiaRomance #BillionaireRomance #ChaebolRomance

"A innocent young girl, untouched by the cruel world, lives a simple life in a small town. Everything changes when a dangerous mafia boss moves into her neighborhood. His powerful presence darkens her doorstep, and soon she finds herself entangled in his dangerous world, becoming his forbidden obsession. She was the sunlight that pierced through the cracks of his dark, violent world-a pure, innocent girl who knew nothing of his bloody reign. Her laughter was a melody he had never heard before, her smile a sight he couldn't turn away from. She was everything he never knew he craved. Yet, he was her darkest nightmare personified - a criminal mastermind with a heart colder than the graves he'd filled. His dangerous allure drew her in like a moth to a flame, while his violent reputation whispered fears into her vulnerable soul. Their worlds should have never met until..."

#1 Ambw🥇✨️ Long chapters + Complete unedited version "You don't get to play me," he growled, hand locked around her throat as he slammed her against the bed. "You take me." Aaliyah thought she could tease Kenji, thought she could control the game. But every move she makes only fuels his dominance, his hunger, his need to own every inch of her. What started as rivalry explodes into obsession, jealousy, and nights so sinful she'll never be the same. And when someone from Kenji's past threatens to break them apart, Aaliyah learns just how far he'll go to prove she's his-and only his. When Aaliyah crosses paths with Kenji, sparks ignite into a flame neither of them can control. What starts as playful tension quickly spirals into an intoxicating mix of passion, jealousy, and loyalty. Between heated encounters, unspoken rivalries, and a love that refuses to be denied, Aaliyah and Kenji must learn if their fire will consume them-or forge something unbreakable. Raw, filthy, and addictive... this is not your typical college love story. ____________________________________________ Also I wrote this book ages ago and its been in my drafts i decided to post it on a whim .. this is the full unedited version!

Five years after a night of forbidden passion, a powerful mafia Don's violent pursuit of a debt leads him back to the enigmatic dancer unaware that she holds a secret that could shatter his empire: his heir. •••••••• Tristian Perry, the undisputed kingpin of New York's underworld, lives by a strict code: power, respect, and ruthless efficiency. A chance encounter five years ago with a young stripper named Lyric Raven resulted in a single night of intense passion, a night he barely remembers amidst the chaos of his life. Lyric, on the other hand, never forgot Tristian. That night left her with Trevor , a son she's fiercely protected, keeping his paternity a secret. Now, five years later, their worlds collide again with explosive force. Tristian, enraged by a dealer's betrayal, traces him to his apartment, only to find Lyric and Trevor living there with him. He kidnaps them both, intending to use them as leverage against her brother until his debt is paid. Lyric, hardened by five years of single motherhood but still possessing the spark that initially captivated him, ignites a dangerous desire he thought he'd buried. Tristian is torn between his ruthless nature, his growing affection for Trevor, and his re-emerging obsession with Lyric.

I swallowed hard. "Justin, leave." "Shut the fuck up," he whispered, his lips grazing dangerously close to mine. "You say that like you actually want me to leave." My body stiffened. I kept my eyes anywhere but his. He leaned closer, his breath hot against my ear. "You used to write about me. Think about me. Six years, Autumn, and I promise you-you still do. You still feel it." He lingered a kiss on my neck as he held my waist. Something inside me snapped. I shoved him with all my strength. He stumbled back, landing on the edge of my bed. "You're insane!" I yelled. "You broke up with me. After everything you said-how could you even think I'd want anything to do with you?" "Because..." He trailed off deliberately, rising to his knees on the mattress, his eyes dark and certain. "...when I do this-" He leaned forward, brushing his lips softly against my exposed thigh where my robe had shifted. A shiver raced up my spine before I could stop it. "-you can't even push me away." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Love was never the problem. It was how deeply it cut. Years after walking away from a relationship that left scars she still carries, Autumn finds herself face-to-face with Justin again-the same man who once loved her fiercely and destroyed her just as deeply. As old feelings resurface and lines blur, Autumn must decide whether some people can truly change... or if loving them will always come at a cost.

She was never supposed to matter to him. Desmond Cole has everything money, power, a corner office with a view of an empire he inherited and women he forgets by morning. He doesn't do feelings. He doesn't do complications. And he certainly doesn't do hotel housekeepers. But when Anaya Mensah spills coffee down his shirt and meets his fury with steady, unbothered eyes something shifts in him. Something dangerous. Anaya doesn't have time for men like Desmond. She has a mother fighting to stay alive, a five-year-old sister who calls her name first, and a dignity she guards like it's all she owns. The last thing she needs is a rich, cold-eyed stranger who looks at her like she's a problem he wants to solve. He thinks she's a challenge. Some people walk into your life and rearrange everything. Desmond Cole is that kind of dangerous.

In a world of cold power and sterile luxury, 𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙠𝙤𝙫 is the untouchable devil. A ruthless billionaire whose empire drips with blood and billions, he lives by one savage rule: 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮. Skin is poison. Contact is contamination. His body is a locked fortress-until the day his control begins to burn. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘋𝘶𝘣𝘰𝘪𝘴. Calm. Graceful. Dangerously composed. The new maid moves through his marble halls like living temptation-soft curves wrapped in a crisp uniform, warm skin that carries the faint scent of lavender and sin. She doesn't cower. She doesn't break. And that quiet defiance sets Dante's blood on fire. His obsession ignites instantly. He isolates her. He watches her every breath through hidden cameras. He pulls her into his private sanctuary and makes her the center of his sterile, suffocating world. What begins as forbidden hunger quickly becomes feral need. The man who recoils from touch now aches to devour her-running starving hands over her bare skin, tasting her trembling lips, burying himself deep inside her slick heat while fighting the revulsion that once ruled him. Every hard thrust, every desperate moan, every filthy whisper of ownership chips away at his sanity. She consents. She surrenders. But she never truly escapes. In the heat of his madness, Dante's touch turns raw, possessive, and devastating. He claims her against cold marble, on silk sheets soaked with sweat, and in the darkness where pain and pleasure blur. He will shatter every rule, ruin his own mind, and lock her in his gilded cage just to feel her come undone around him again and again. She was supposed to be invisible. Instead, she became his addiction... and his only weakness. He will never let her go.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice hoarse, his body still joined with hers. "I love you until it is a sickness. Until it is a religion. Until there is nothing left of me but the part that worships you." In the iron grip of a ruthless modern empire, Emperor Roman Vale rules with absolute power. A dictator cloaked in presidential elegance, he bends nations to his will and crushes dissent without mercy. When his gaze falls on Amara Ellis - a kind, caramel-skinned beauty with soft curves and quiet intelligence - his obsession ignites into something far darker than desire. She works under the colonial ministry, minding her own business, keeping her head down. Calm, clear-headed, and never one to seek the spotlight, Amara never asked for the attention of the most dangerous man alive. She never wanted to be noticed by a man who owns everything he touches. But Roman doesn't simply want her. He needs her. He will possess her completely. In his world of shadows, corruption, and brutal control, love isn't gentle - it's a twisted religion built on dominance, dark devotion, dangerous surrender, and an all-consuming power imbalance. This is not a fairytale. This is obsession wrapped in silk and steel. Welcome to the Twisted Obsession series. Where love is a sickness... and the cure is even darker. 𝘼/𝙉 : 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙨.

With a wife he regrets marrying and children he cherished beyond everything, Sergey moves to a new town in the USA to further the family business with laser focus. At least that's what he thought until his new neighbour Xolani catches his eyes with her beautiful brown skin, big welcoming smile and... soft succulent lips.

He came for the debt. He stayed to claim her soul. Viktor Volkov rules Moscow's underworld with an iron fist and ice in his veins. As pakhan of the most feared Bratva syndicate, he's used to people paying what they owe - in blood, money, or broken bones. When Viola Isley's brother Liam steals two million rubles and disappears like the spineless coward he is, Viktor doesn't waste time chasing a ghost. He goes straight for what's left behind: her. Viola never signed up for her brother's mistakes. She's just trying to survive - long shifts at the café, cramped apartment in a crumbling Soviet block, nights alone with nothing but her thoughts and the endless Moscow snow. She doesn't know that for weeks, a predator has been watching her every move. Tracking her phone. Hacking her laptop camera. Sitting in the shadows outside her window while she showers, while she sleeps, while she touches herself and whispers into the dark like she's begging for someone to hear. And Viktor hears everything. He knows the exact way she takes her coffee (black, two sugars). He knows the route she takes on the metro every morning at 7:15 sharp. He knows the soft little gasps she makes when she comes on Thursdays, fingers buried deep, back arched against the bathroom tiles. He's memorized it all, jerked off to it in the back of his Maybach more times than he can count, and now the obsession has burned away whatever patience he had left.....