“I know this question is not baseless; the only difference is that there is no evidence for it. Is this the reason for hiding from the world?”
Rafael stares at me, takes my waist, turns me around, and pins me to the glass pane. I was under his power; his body was on top of me, and he held both my hands, with one hand on my head. We were really close, and I could feel his breath on my face.
“It's better to stay away from some things, baby girl, and I don't want you to get into any trouble.”
“Leave me. What are you doing?”
“I told you that my search is over, and do you want to know who the girl is who stole Rafael Fucking King's heart?”
“My eyes widened after listening to him.”
“Who?”
“You babygirl”
With this, I saw the injection in his hand, and the next moment the needle had pierced my neck, and before I could control myself, I realized that I was hanging on his shoulder. What had this man done to me? And my eyes became heavy, and I fainted.

This story is about Rafael King who is a Mafia King and a simple girl Eva Rogers,
He is a heartless and cruel man and she is a simple, innocent and caring girl for whom her responsibilities are everything.
How after an accidental meeting and spending an evening together in Paris, the Mafia King becomes obsessed with the innocent girl, and wants to keep her with him forever, at any cost. Will she also fall for him that much hard the way he adore her.
But what will happen when Rafael's family wants to take Eva's life, will he be able to save Eva and keep his promise?
When Eva discovers the truth about Rafael King as his 5-year-old daughter and an obsessed wife


Because! You Are My Obsession

“I want you to respect me, Eleanor.” Her voice firmed. 


Eleanor's eyes flashed with anger, her face pale with rage. "How dare you address me by my first name?" she spat, her voice trembling with indignation. "You will address me as Mrs. King. Never Eleanor." 


Eva stood her ground, her eyes locked onto Eleanor's. "I'm sorry, Eleanor," she said, deliberately using the first name again. "But I'm not going to pretend to be something I'm not. I'm Rafael's wife, and I'll address you as I see fit." 


Eleanor's hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into her palms. "You will show some respect," she hissed. "I am your elder, and I am Rafael's mother. You will not disrespect me like this." 


Chapter 62