Aryna_Stan

AN 18+ ALPHA MAFIA SERIES
BOOK 1# CAPTIVE MATE
BOOK 2# RUNAWAY MATE
BOOK 3# DANGEROUS MATE
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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.

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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…
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THIS IS AN 18+ MAFIA STORY SO IT WILL INCLUDE VIOLENT AND MATURE THEMES, READ WITH CAUTION.

Captive Mate BL

Nikolai didn't ask him to turn around, seeming content to sit back and smoke his fat cigar, the white smoke filled the room.

Angelo knew the smoke was harmless, but the rich notes of leather and spices made him dizzy. He let himself drop to the bed, facing in Nikolai's direction, his dilated eyes looking up at the Alpha.

He shivered, feeling his eyes sting with tears. He had never had a heat before but he was sure this was what it felt like, the urge for satisfaction, the pleasure that made his toes curl up, his skin oversensitive.

He laid down on his side, knowing that this would continue for hours, there was no escaping it, just like he couldn't escape Nikolai's dark gaze.

It didn't take long before he was propping himself upright to tug down the bathrobe, the feel of it against his nipples was driving him insane. Even if he remained still, the slight pressure it exerted was already too much.

+Chapter 437+