Owned By My Stepdad(MxM)
The bedside lamp gave off a soft, yellowish light that stretched shadows across Elias’s room. The room was spacious and homey, but tonight it felt small and suffocating. At nineteen, Elias had gotten good at keeping things hidden, for example his loneliness in this huge house, the quiet anger he felt toward his mother, Rowena, who only cared about status, and especially the deep, shameful longing he’d carried for years. It wasn’t just attraction. It was an obsession with the one person who had ever treated him like he mattered.” his stepfather, Vane.