Untamed (Mafia BL)

Untamed (Mafia BL)

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What would feel like to be a boy ripped away from his home, his own country and his loving mother and flee away with his chef father? Jae Yeon left Korea when he was only six and traveled all the way to New York. His father was Hired as a chef for a very rich household. The Burton Family. The most Dangerous, merciless and... Well, richest family in the USA. Victor Burton, the father happened to see quite the potential in the toddler. And so, his training started. Damon Burton. Victor's middle son. He's always been there. More than his older brother, Luka, three years older than him. Damon has seen everything. Jae's 'training'. He has heard everything. Jae's 'training'. Damon inherited everything as well after his old man retired and Jae became, his personal bodyguard. Just what Victor had trained him for. Jae was trained to go to hell and back to protect Damon... But the question is, how far would Damon go... To protect Jae? And keep him for himself.
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"A mafia boss submitting to the enemy mafia boss"(BL-SexScenes⚠️) He used to make men kneel. Now he shivers when I whisper in his ear. Damian doesn't rule anymore. Not when he's under me. Not when he begs. They call him the Blood King. Cold. Brutal. Untouchable. The head of blood Marker. But in my hands, he's nothing but a dog in heat. A trembling body caged in silk and steel. Fighting to hold onto pride while I take him and fuck him-slowly, deeply, completely. I don't need knives to break him. Just a hand at his throat. A kiss that doesn't stop. A voice in the dark telling him what he is now: Mine. He hates me. He wants me. He moans when I touch him like he belongs to me. And soon, he will. No thrones. No power. Just his mouth moaning my name and his body bent for more. This war won't end with bullets. It'll end with him on his knees. (DISCONTINUED)

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