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Belonging to Him
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Ongoing, First published Oct 24, 2022
Mature
After 17 year old Emilio was forced to leave his loving home, and has lived alone on the streets for two years. All because he told his younger brother his deepest darkest secret.

His father and mother threw him from the only home he had ever known. Without anywhere to go Emilio stuck to the streets or alleyways. Living off trash and scraps he could find. He's been beaten, freezing cold, drenched without any shelter, hungry, and much more.

But one man changed that. One man took a chance and gave Emilio what he once had. A warm cozy bed, a proper shower, food that wasn't from a trash can....He gave him a home. All Emilio had to do was....become the man's lover? 

Find out what happens with Emilio and his savior in Belonging To Him!!
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