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Captive Mate BL

AN 18+ ALPHA MAFIA SERIES BOOK 1# CAPTIVE MATE BOOK 2# RUNAWAY MATE -+- 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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374 Chs

-Chapter 230-

Lake's first order of the day was going grocery shopping. He was fine with the clothes he had for a couple of days, and he could always do the laundry.

He was back with his haul late in the morning, stopping to have a quick breakfast.

He had stopped at a bakery on his way back from the grocery store to grab some freshly baked cinnamon rolls and chocolate-filled bread.

After his filling, warm breakfast, he got busy putting away the groceries before settling down to watch a movie.

There was so much time to himself that Lake didn't know what to do, he felt like a flower under sunlight in the rays of the afternoon sun spilling into the living room.

This freedom he had now was one he never wanted to lose.

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Matilda sat for lunch at the head of the grand table in the main dining room, fantasizing about when she would be pulling the strings.