Owned by the Mafia Billionaire (A MxM erotica novel)
The man whose name never showed up in headlines, but made kings bleed behind closed doors.
He was sipping something dark from a crystal tumbler, staring at the skyline like he owned it. He probably did.
He turned when he heard me struggling against the cuffs. And just like that, I forgot how to breathe. Because God? He was beautiful in that terrifying, expensive way.
If this were any other day, if I wasn't staring death in the face, I would have imagined what it would feel like to be pinned beneath him, my wrists trapped in one of his hands as he fucked me senseless. But this wasn't a fantasy. This was the end.