Owned by the Mafia Billionaire (A MxM erotica novel)
Chapter Seven
Micah’s POV
“Fuck you, Elio,” I muttered under my breath, even as my hand curled around my cock. I was so hard it hurt. Every stroke sent a sharp pulse through me, but it wasn’t just need—it was anger. Shame. Lust. All of it knotted tight inside my gut.
And still, I couldn’t stop.
He told me to do this. Told me to touch myself like a good little plaything. And fuck, I hated that it turned me on. I hated how my skin burned where his eyes had been. How my body ached for the approval I never fucking asked for.