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Soft music could be heard playing in the background and everyone was dancing crazily. Andrea gulped down nervously as the male had wrapped possessively around his waist, daring her to move away from him. "She's so pretty. I see you don't go for something less" one of the male said staring at Andrea who gulped down. "Oh yeah! and I hate it when someone stare at what's mine" Zenon said darkly, and they quickly turned away knowing what he can do. "Andrea?" Someone called from behind and they all turned around to see Evanora staring at them. "Oh Eva? Zenon, this is my stepsister Evanora" Andrea introduced. He tilt his head to the side and smirked. "I see the reason why he can't let go of you" he muttered under his breath while Evanora just stared at him confused. Just then screams, and murmured filled the hall, and Evanora turned around. She stared eagerly at the entrance trying to see who stepped in. She frozed immediately she got to see who it was, and fear gripped her in the chest. His aura was damn so insane and the way everyone bowed down in respect, then she knew he was more than just a man. "Mr Eros" She watched as her father rushed to him and then bowed down. Just as his gaze was about to meet her, she quickly turned around her heart pounding. Zenon smirked and moved from them. "What's going on? Are you okay?" Andrea asked in concern seeing the way Evanora suddenly changed. Her movement was that of fear, almost like something was choking her. "Who is he... I mean the man that just stepped in" She asked, and Andrea huffed. "That's Eros my brother in law. That's one of the reasons am so scared to go into this family,, I mean thousands of people are scared of them" Andrea replied. "I need to go babe, I have something urgent I really need to take care of." Evanora said and Andrea frowned angrily. "What the ...." She stopped talking immediately. Evanora raised her eyebrows and turned around. Her breath sized when she saw him behind with the so called brother. "Going somewhere?" He asked checking her out. Evanora gulped down and chuckled nervously. "I guess so. I have something to take care of" She said and made to walk out but was suddenly pulled back. "No need to avoid me darling. You still.... He checked his wrist watch "you still have 32 hours to think about it, by the time the time expire, then you can try your best to hide away from me" he smirked evily. Evanora glared angrily at him as she gripped her tiny fist tightly. He narrowed his eyes at her folded fist and then chuckled. "I see she's alot to handle likewise mine" (Veo que tienes mucho en tus manos, igual que yo) I know how to deal with her. She will have no choice than to obey me." "(Sé cómo lidiar con ella. No tendrá más remedio que obedecerme." The two brothers converse in their Spanish language while the girls just stare at them. Is this fate or is this just coincidence? She asked herself as she stared at him. She's trying hard to run away from him but she kept pumping into him and to even think his brother was marrying her stepsister was something else. "Let's have dinner together" Mr Scott half yelled and Evanora quickly rushed away before anything. Zenon took Andrea hands and walked to the dinning room, while Eros eyes was just fixed on the lady. **** "So how does it feel to be getting married to my son?" Mr Kane asked staring at Andrea who let out a nervous smile. "Am just happy" She gave a short reply. Evanora sighed as she took a slip from her wine trying to avoid the gaze boring holes into her, and to even think he was seated beside her was making her so damn uncomfortable "You Evanora?" She turned around to look at Mr Kane who just smiled. "I heard you were once getting married to popular singer denim, but got ruined because he cheated on you?" He asked. 'you knew so why asked' she taught. Evanora rolled her eyes and just nodded. "I wonder why someone will cheat on you, I mean you are pretty and look smart" Mr Kane said. Mrs morrigan loud hissed could be heard and everyone turned to look at her, and she quickly faked a smile. "I really watched all your movies and I must say you are talented" He said. "Thank you" Evanora simply replied. "Maybe she was meant for somebody else" Eros said staring at her with nothing but lust. Just then she felt someone hand on her thigh and she choked on her drink. "Are you okay kiddo?" Andrea asked Panickly as she hand her some water. "Am okay" She replied glaring at Eros who just winked at her... She tried to push his hand away but couldn't. She moaned as his hand traced to her thigh and everyone turned to look at her. Mr Kane and zenon had that mischievous smile on their faces almost like they knew what was going on. "I need to use the restroom" She quickly stood up. She mistakenly hit the table, and lost balance but Eros was quick to grab her. She fell on his thigh and their eyes got locked. They couldn't stop staring at each other. "Hmmm' Someone faked a cough and Evanora quickly stood up. Without saying Anything, she rushed upstairs while Eros just smirked. "This is going to be fun" he muttered staring at her with a mischievous smile.The female groaned and opened her eyes slowly only to meet with that farmiliar wall."Gosh! My head is banging" She muttered as she groaned weakly.She sat up on the bed, her eyes roaming around trying to figure out what happened.The bed was empty but she sound of water pouring could be heard. It was from the bathroom and she knew it was her so called husband.The door opened revealing Shantel carrying a tray of food.Evanora eyes narrowed as she observed her.Her body was bruised a bit, a cut on her lips and she couldn't help but feel guilty.She just can't keep her anger in check. That's one of her disadvantages as a celebrity.Shantel bowed down as she dropped the tray not even daring to look at Evanora."Are you okay?" She asked in concern. Shantel scoffed as she stared at her with nothing but hatered."Are you seriously asking me that? After what you did to me?" Shantel yelled angrily."Hush.! He's taking his bath" She informed, and Shantel kept quiet immediately. Evanora sigh
---Hell was no place for the faint-hearted; it was a realm carved from shadows and fire, where despair lingered like a heavy mist. The skies were eternally cast in hues of deep crimson and black, split by cracks of molten lightning that illuminated the jagged, obsidian cliffs. Rivers of molten lava twisted through the land, their currents whispering secrets of lost souls. Towers of dark stone loomed ominously, each crowned with a flame that burned not for warmth, but to reflect the unending torment below. The air itself was alive, heavy with the wails of the damned and the hum of infernal power, a ceaseless symphony of agony and fury.The Throne Hall of Hell, an imposing cavern of jagged obsidian walls and floors of blackened glass, bore a cruel beauty. Once the dominion of Lucifer, its centerpiece-a massive throne forged from bones and charred metal-now stood ominously empty, a stark reminder of his absence. Shadows danced upon its surface, almost as if mocking those who dared enter
Fate becomes a merciless puppeteer, binding souls together with invisible threads that tighten with every moment, forcing them into a love they cannot escape-no matter how destructive.Addiction emerges as a craving so intense it eclipses reason, an insatiable hunger for the touch, taste, and presence of the other, even as it devours what's left of their sanity.Obsession transforms into a shadowy specter, stalking every thought, fueling desires that grow darker with each breath, until it becomes both their prison and their sanctuary.Reincarnation weaves a cruel tapestry of eternal return, trapping them in a cycle of love and ruin, where they are destined to find and destroy each other again and again, across lifetimes.Together, these forces create a love story where beauty is laced with danger, and every moment is a battle between surrender and survival.Here's a revised version of your text for better readability, structure, and flow:---Eros stared into space as he sat in his ca
Santier raised a hand to calm them. "The surgery was successful," he said, removing his mask."Surgery?" Evanora repeated, her voice laced with disbelief. "It was that serious?""She was pregnant with a twin. We were only quick to save one. We lost one of the baby..... "She had taken an abortion pill, which was already reacting negatively in her system. On top of that, she was poisoned. It's almost as if someone forced her to take it. We found signs of trauma around her mouth."The group fell silent, the weight of his words sinking in."Who could have done that?" Andrea murmered, but all this while Evanora just kept glaring at Mrs morrigan.She didn't miss the little smirk on her lips, almost like she was satisfied with what Santier had said."When she recovers, childbirth might be a challenge due to the damage," Santier added, his tone somber.Evanora's jaw tightened as she glanced at Mrs. Morrigan, who stood with her arms crossed. For a fleeting moment, Evanora thought she saw a sm
---Evanora groaned softly, her body aching as she stirred awake. Her heavy eyelids fluttered open, revealing the familiar, intimidating black wall of Eros's room. A wave of exhaustion swept over her as she tried to sit up, only to collapse back onto the bed with a sharp gasp. A searing pain radiated between her legs, forcing her to bite down on her lower lip."That monster," she hissed through clenched teeth, her voice filled with both anger and pain.A low hum drew her attention, and her heart jumped when she turned her head. There he was-Eros. Sitting across the room in his dark, commanding presence, he appeared utterly unfazed, typing on his sleek laptop. His piercing gaze, however, was fixed solely on her, studying her every movement like a predator assessing its prey.He stood, closing the distance between them with slow, deliberate steps. The mattress dipped slightly under his weight as he leaned closer, brushing a hand over her forehead. "How was your night?" he asked, his voi
---"Because mercy is the one thing I would never grant you," he murmured darkly, his breath ghosting over her lips before claiming them with bruising intensity.Almost like he had been waiting for that moment, the raw hunger was noticed inside of him without even trying because it was visible.He had been craving for her, wanting her ever since the beginning of the day.The hunger was something else as he kissed her.Evanora struggled, her hands pushing against his chest, but her strength was no match for his. In one swift motion, he pressed her back against the cold wall, his fingers gripping her waist like a vice. Her wrists were pinned above her head, his body a solid, immovable barrier against hers.The kiss was anything but gentle-raw, consuming, unrelenting. His lips devoured hers, his teeth nipping with roughness, each bite sending shocks through her body. She gasped for air, her chest heaving, but he allowed her no escape.Desperation clawed at her, and with all the strength
---"I'll just take a shower," Evanora said hurriedly the moment they stepped into the bedroom.Before Eros could respond, she bolted toward the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.Her breaths came in shallow gasps as she leaned against the cold tiled wall, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. Eros's fury was palpable, and she knew better than to underestimate him. The way his golden eyes had burned into hers moments ago made her stomach churn with unease.Her pacing quickened, her bare feet slapping against the floor as she clutched her arms. What do I do? she thought desperately, her pulse thrumming in her ears.A sigh escaped her lips as she turned toward the mirror, only to freeze mid-step. Her reflection wasn't the only thing staring back at her.Eros was there.Leaning casually against the bathroom doorframe, his piercing gaze locked onto her like a predator sizing up its prey.Her eyes widened in horror, and instinctively, she stepped back. The air seemed to thicken, su
"That's an insult I won't tolerate." His lips curved into a dangerous smirk. "If you're so offended, why don't you go over there and slap the woman who dared to touch me?"His challenge, provocative and mocking, hung heavily in the air.The murmurs of the gathered crowd filled the hall, like an undercurrent of waves threatening to break. Evanora's patience snapped."Pretending you didn't like it, huh?" Mirabella sneered, sipping her juice with the same smugness. "Admit it-she's done something for you that I haven't."Evanora saw red. "You-bitch!" she screamed, storming toward Mirabella. Without hesitation, her hand shot out, the slap resounding like a thunderclap across the room.Mirabella's drink spilled, staining her expensive dress. She shrieked, her hand shooting up to retaliate, but it froze midair, as if an invisible force restrained her.Gasps erupted from the onlookers. They looked on in stunned silence, uncertain whether to intervene or stay back. The oppressive energy in the
---"Who disrespected you?" a deep, commanding voice interrupted, its tone smooth yet laced with a dangerous edge. "And... you're pregnant?"The sound sent a shiver down Evanora's spine. Both she and Santier turned sharply toward the voice, their movements stiff with unease.Standing a few feet away was Eros. His tall, imposing figure was framed by the faint glow of the hallway light. He wore a tailored black suit that clung perfectly to his broad shoulders, his hands casually tucked into his pockets as though he had all the time in the world. Despite his relaxed posture, the aura surrounding him was anything but calm. It crackled with tension, his very presence exuding authority and menace.Behind him, his guards loomed like shadows-silent, watchful, and ready to strike at a moment's notice. Their sheer number made the room feel smaller, the air heavier.Evanora's breath hitched as her gaze locked onto Eros. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, her widened eyes betraying the storm