All Chapters of The mafia King's Pet [M×M]: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Milo povHe finished the content in one gulp My stomach twisted painfully. I held my breath, waiting…But Nothing happened.No growl, No rage or fainting. I watched with my mouth open as he set the now empty goblet on the table.I sat still, I tried to keep a neutral face, but inside I was a nervous wreck.Did it work?Did it do nothing?Or had the real effects not started yet?He looked at me, and for a terrifying second, my heart almost jumped out of my mouth. Did he know?But then… he smirked. A slow, dangerous smile that curled at the edge of his lips.“You look flushed, pet,” he murmured low in my ear, enough for only me to hear.“I…I’m fine,” I whispered.He leaned close again, this time I felt his teeth graze my ear lobe painfully. “You’d better be”I wanted to scream in pain, but I bit my lips from doing so. My stomach churned, as he continued to lick and graze my ear pang of pain and pleasure originating from his actions. I tried to steady my breathing, but his hand joined t

TrappedMilo povI whimpered and pushed harder, my legs screaming in pain as I rounded a corner. Another hallway. Another one of the endless hallways, and without wasting time, I dashed blindly towards one, passing past closed doors, but I didn’t dare stop to try them. They could be locked. And I know that if i much as I slow down my pace, then I will be caught.I flew past a group of guards who immediately jumped aside with wide, startled eyes, but they didn’t stop me.Of course, they would dare interfere No one dared get in the way of the King.Especially not when their king was having his fun. Possessed, Primal, Worse. “You betrayed me, traitor. I would make sure I burn your foolish pack to the ground.”His threats bounced from wall to wall, and I felt helpless. My lungs burned, and my legs screamed to stop running. But I kept on going, the fear of my survival pushing me forward. “Five…”“Four…”“Three…”The numbers played back in my head like a curse. I didn’t realize I was cr

Troubled thoughtsDamon’s POVThe sound of the trained warrior undergoing vigorous and harsh training echoed around me.I was in the combat room of my pack. Filled with warriors and wolves training and sparring with each other. The smell of bodily fluids and sweat hung heavily in the air.On a normal day, me coming to the training ground would have calmed my agitated wolf, but today, no matter what I did, dax didn't seem to calm down. If anything, his agitation increased.My skin tingled with the joy of swinging a sword. heavy sweat dripped down my bare skin as I lost myself to the thrilling and freeing feeling of combat.shouts of war cry of over 20 warriors reverberated around the walls, as they rushed at me. Fearless and with murder in their eyes, that could paralyze even the most fearless Warriors with fear. But to me, in my chaotic state, It felt like a walk in the park. Sounds of bones dislocating and jaws breaking sounded like music to my ears. Able Warriors stumbled. Some bein

Steamy punishmemtDamon povDax growled in approval as I lunged at the naked, trembling boy on the bed. He tried to scamper away, but I was faster, holding onto his legs to stop his movements. My claws digging into his tender skin.A painful sound came from him, but it did nothing but turn on me and my wolf the more.My dick was rock hard and erect by now. Even though I still find it hard to believe that my body will react so badly to a common criminal boy. I had a lot of concubines and slaves that were ever ready to present their body to me. That i had fucked. Threesom, foursom, bdsm, and so forth, but never have I thought of doing it with a boy or my wolf getting agitated over him.I am never into boys. Though on a few extreme measures, I do not do weak, pathetic boy who couldn't last even a minute in my hands.I don't have any prejudice about them, but I prefer my plaything to be strong and intact enough not to break on the first trial. But seeing the way my cock was rock hard, an

Chapter 19: DungeonMilo’s POVThe first thing I felt was the chilling cold. The type of cold that sips into your soul. I instinctively wrapped a hand around my body. My bones and teeth clatter in the process. My body was a wrecking mess. My lower back continues to throb in pain, like it was set on fire.My muscles throbbed, my joints ached, as jolts after jolts of pain continued to travel through my weak body. Then came the scent, and I forced myself to sit up. I'm biting my lips from screaming out in pain. My eyes darted around my surroundings.Where was I?My vision pulsed in and out as my eyes tried to adjust to the dim light. The air was damp and gloomy. The walls, they were not your normal beautifully designed concrete walls that the palace was made of. NooThis one was made of pure stones, with rough edges, and my brain struggled to process what was happening. Underground…I was in a dungeon. A place reserved for criminals or traitors. That was when I heard it, the broken an