You're nothing without me
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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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