The Blackout Brotherhood is the third ranking fraternity,a gigolo's club. The former king pin of the club was Naelia Blackwood but she died while trying to save the empire so it was passed down to her younger brother Rajesh Blackwood who has brought the club to it's present glory.
He is a commanding presence, a young man of unyielding strength and authority who demands attention without effort. His dark hair is styled in a sleek, modern manner, framing a face of chiseled, angular features.
His eyes are two glittering, bright onyx jewels, burning with a fierce, inner fire that seemed to pierce the veil of the mundane. They sparkled with a sense of adventure, a hint of mischief, and a deep, abiding passion that seems to drive him forward.
His skin is a smooth, golden brown, infused with the subtle, warm glow of a life lived in the sun. It is a testament to his vibrant, energetic personality, and the unshakeable confidence that seemed to emanate from every pore.
His lips are full and expressive, curling into a bright, dazzling smile that seemed to light up the room. They are mobile and persuasive, speaking to a quick wit, a sharp mind, and a silver tongue that could charm the birds from the trees.
He is a young man of immense power and influence, with a fortune built on his quick wit, his sharp mind, and his unwavering determination. He is a true leader, a king in the making, and his presence was a testament to the enduring power of youth, energy, and unyielding ambition.
Rajesh is very heartless,cold and wicked at the age of 37.
The Web Of Desire is the second ranking fraternity,a seductress' club. Uranta Downs is the king pin of the club. She is 49 years of age. She is a majestic presence, a woman of unyielding strength and authority who commands attention without effort. Her silver-streaked, dark honey hair is styled in a sleek, elegant coiffure that framed a face of chiseled, aristocratic features.
Her eyes are two glittering, dark topaz jewels, set amidst a lattice of fine lines and wrinkles that spoke to a life of wisdom, experience, and unyielding passion. They sparkled with a fierce, inner light that seemed to pierce the veil of the mundane, illuminating the deepest desires and fears of those around her.
Her skin is a rich, burnished copper, infused with the subtle, golden glow of a life lived in the warmth and light of the sun. It is a testament to her unwavering dedication to her own well-being, and the unshakeable confidence that seemed to emanate from every pore.
Her lips are thin and pressed, yet they seemed to hold a deep, abiding wisdom, a sense of knowing that transcended the mundane and spoke to the very heart of existence. They curled into a subtle, enigmatic smile that seemed to hint at secrets and mysteries beyond the comprehension of mortal men.
Despite her advanced years, she exuded an aura of unyielding power and authority, a sense of quiet, unshakeable confidence that seemed to brook no argument. She is a woman of immense wealth and influence, with a fortune built on shrewd business acumen and a keen eye for opportunity.
Her wealth was not merely financial, however. She is a woman of deep, abiding wisdom, with a wealth of experience and knowledge gained from a life lived to the fullest. She is a true matriarch, a queen bee who ruled her domain with a fierce, unyielding passion that inspired awe and reverence in all who knew her.
Anyone who sees her will compare her to a dove because of her easy going and gentle appearance but once you see her in action you'll know that she's more cunning and dangerous than a snake.
Now,the first and overall ranking fraternity in The Eros Empire is The Shadow Syndicate. Archon Xandros is the king pin of the club and the overall boss of The Eros Empire. He's 54 years and he shed a whole lotta blood before he could get there. Uranta's husband; Sebastian Slade;was the former king pin of the empire but rumor has it that Uranta joined forces with Archon to get rid of him because Archon was her concubine and up till now people still use to talk of their dangerous and unlawful affair.
He is a towering figure, a man of unyielding strength and authority who commands reverence without effort. His silver hair is flecked with threads of gold, styled in a dignified, elegant manner that framed a face of chiseled, aristocratic features.
His eyes are two glittering, dark obsidian jewels, set amidst a lattice of fine lines and wrinkles that spoke to a life of wisdom, experience, and unyielding passion. They burn with a fierce, inner fire that seemed to pierce the veil of the mundane, illuminating the deepest desires and fears of those around him.
His skin is a rich, burnished leather, infused with the subtle, golden glow of a life lived in the warmth and light of the sun. It is a testament to his unwavering dedication to his own well-being, and the unshakeable confidence that seemed to emanate from every pore.
His lips are thin and pressed, yet they seemed to hold a deep, abiding wisdom, a sense of knowing that transcended the mundane and spoke to the very heart of existence.
Despite his advanced years, he exuded an aura of unyielding power and authority, a sense of quiet, unshakeable confidence that seemed to brook no argument. He is a man of immense wealth and influence, with a fortune built on shrewd business acumen, strategic alliances, and a keen eye for opportunity.
His wealth is not merely financial, however. He was a man of deep, abiding wisdom, with a wealth of experience and knowledge gained from a life lived to the fullest. He is a true patriarch, a king who rules his domain with a fierce, unyielding passion that inspired awe and reverence in all who knew him.
Men are drawn to him like moths to a flame, helpless against the tidal wave of his charm, authority, and unyielding passion. They are captivated by his fierce, inner fire, and the deep, abiding wisdom that seemed to emanate from every pore. And he, in turn, seems to take great pleasure in wielding his power, in wrapping men around his finger like a master puppeteer.
His presence is a reminder that true power was not just about wealth or influence, but about the depth of one's character, the strength of one's convictions, and the unwavering commitment to one's passions. He is a man who embodied all of these qualities, and more, and his presence was a testament to the enduring power of wisdom, experience, and unyielding determination.
They hold their meetings every last Friday of the month from 12 AM to 3 AM and sometimes if the matter is serious,they exceeds the time.
You're not allow to be even a minute late else the price is your head but the only exception of the goddamn rule is Uranta Downs and Archon Xandros.
This Friday isn't an exception and everyone is seen seated inside the garden of eden club's lair except Archon and Uranta, they're always the last to enter and they enter together all the time.
They're are seated according to their ranks on the long table.
Archon's seat is at the end of the table and Uranta's seat is at his right hand side while Rajesh's seat is at the left hand side of Archon.
Vivian's seated beside Uranta's seat and Lilith beside Rajesh,then Marcus is beside Vivian and Honeywell beside Lilith.
There're many more seats but it's kept for the future because they are so many people they're sure will create their own club, infact Vivian is very sure that Shante will think of creating a club next year and she can't be any more proud at the thought of it.
Five minutes passed before the glassy door opened, revealing beautiful and innocent looking Uranta who had a sexy smile on her face. She walked elegantly and gracefully, her very presence seeming to command the attention of all around her. Her eyes flashed with a fierce, inner light as she navigated the room.
Everyone bowed slightly at the sight of her.
Just after Uranta entered,Archon could be seen entering inside,his thin lips, into a subtle, enigmatic smile that seemed to hint at secrets and mysteries beyond the comprehension of mortal men.
His two hands were in his pocket as he moved with a stately, deliberate grace, his very presence seeming to command the attention of all around him. His eyes flashed with a fierce, inner light as he navigated the room, leaving a trail of awed and intimidated admirers in his wake.
Everyone stood up immediately to acknowledge their big boss,their heads down cause they dare not look directly at his face not to talk of looking into his eyes else you sought death, it's still only Uranta that is privileged to look at him directly,if any other person tries that then off goes their head.
"The Eros Empire..." He called out
"Deadly Attraction." They responded
"Fatal Allure..." He smirked
"Kiss of Deception." They answered
"Seduction is our craft..." He called out again.
"Manipulation is our game." They responded.
"Desire is our currency..." He said again
"Control is our goal." They responded and then paused for five seconds.
"SHADOWS ARE OUR DOMAIN." They all shouted together and then they laughed menacing.
Archon then sat and then Uranta sat down next before everyone else could seat.