The Mafia's Boy Toy
Fiction·Blue Bird
"You understand what it means for you to be mine, right? "He questions, and I swallow. Never breaking eye contact with him.
"No... "I admit with my voice trembling.
"If you become mine, "He begins, his tone dropping into a seductive growl that sends shivers down my spine.
"You won't just be working for me. Your body will belong to me. I'll do whatever I want with you, whenever I want, and however I want. "He says, and as my back hits the wall my stomach drops.
"You're not... planning to sell my organs, are you?" I ask, the words spilling out before I can stop them.
"No, David, "
"I mean, I'll fuck you whenever, wherever, and however I want. You'll be mine. My personal... plaything. Of course, you'll be taken care of. Shelter, food, Vanessa's bills... Everything.
However, your main job will be warming my bed. "He says, and my eyes widen in horror.
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His job was… ‘simple’. To rob him, and run as far as his resources could take him. He didn't plan to get caught. And even if that was a probability, he never expected to be spared. He never expected Salvatore to spare his life and keep him alive as a boy toy.
He also didn't expect his straight self to fall for a man. Especially not one as rough, dangerous, and deadly as Salvatore.
Are the feelings reciprocated? Or is David just a toy to Salvatore? This is the question that plagues David as he falls deeper and faster for this dangerous, Italian hot cake. Realizing he would do anything for the unpredictable man he had grown to love. When their dangerous world closes in, David must decide. Will he run, or will he risk everything for the man who could break his heart?
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