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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 235-

Caspian's expression got brighter, stepping forward to take an armful of clothes when Lake didn't stop at one.

Soon, they were making their way to a dressing room with piles of clothes hanging off their arms, Caspian laughing contagiously.

Lake tried on the first top Caspian had gotten for him. It looked very out of place with his skinny jeans, and the bottom rode up higher than he thought.

He turned around when he heard Caspian's footsteps draw closer, the Omega pouting as he approached.

"A sheer lace top doesn't count as an outfit," Caspian protested.

The delicate white blouse only had a few buttons right at chest level, which meant that most of his stomach was exposed.

"I could say the same about this," Lake pointed at the clothes he had on, his tone light and teasing.

Caspian forgot about his complaints regarding his top, small hands resting on Lake's shoulders.