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Captive Mate BL

AN 18+ ALPHA MAFIA SERIES Caspian is the heir to Moonstone Pack but when his parents die, he’s cheated out of his birthright and treated like a prisoner. He decides to leave, running off to Haines City to start a new life. His plans are instantly cut short when he's kidnapped and auctioned off, and he is bought by none other than one of the Mafia Kings running the city, Asher Knight. -+- Asher shrugged his coat off, the heavy outfit falling to the ground with an audible thud. Caspian watched this happen in apprehension, Mafia King Asher had looked huge with the coat on, and with the coat off, there wasn’t much of a difference. “Come here,” He ordered calmly, the earrings in his ears visible with his dark red hair slicked back. Caspian shook his head again, he had no intention of speaking, ever. Because that would only give away his gender. “I don’t like to repeat myself, Omega.” His voice darkened. Caspian’s heart thudded painfully in his chest in fear, he really didn’t want to get anywhere near the Alpha. He eyed the window longingly before forcing himself to take a step forward, then another, and another… +- THIS IS AN 18+ MAFIA STORY SO IT WILL INCLUDE VIOLENT AND MATURE THEMES, READ WITH CAUTION.

Aryna_Stan · LGBT+
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92 Chs

+Chapter 35+

Caspian opened his eyes slowly, staring across a low mahogany table to an unfamiliar couch. He frowned as he tried to retrieve his memories, where was…

He didn't even need to ask, his memories returning unbidden. His unfortunate encounter with Mafia King Nikolai for the second time, Hannah's betrayal, Asher coming to get him...

He closed his eyes again and let out a soft groan, wondering how his life had become this.

He was still wearing the dress and heels, draped across a wine-colored velvet couch, his pale skin and champagne-colored dress contrasting with the deep rich color.

Caspian slowly sat up, relieved that he wasn't hungover and the effects of the alcohol were completely gone. How long had he been out? Where was he?

"Sleep well?"

A familiar voice brought his attention to the door, he was in a private room, Asher leaning against the door, his hair falling over his face.