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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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335 Chs

-Chapter 320-

Lake looked up at Davian as he pushed his hair out of his face with the hairband again. "Why?"

"So I can practice… for the baby."

Lake's expression softened, they didn't often talk about the baby like they were both coming to terms with the new life he was carrying.

"You can practice on mine," He offered generously, taking a couple of scrunchies because most times, hairbands simply didn't cut it.

That was Davian's cue to clear out the hairband section, attracting the attention of nearby customers with the rattle of the accessories.

Lake held onto the Alpha's muscle shirt on his side to catch his attention, "What are you doing?" He whispered, his eyes darting around.

"You said I could practice," Davian replied defensively.

Lake stared down at the shopping basket brimming with hairbands of all sizes and colors, "You really don't need that many."

"I don't mind," Davian shrugged.