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🖤MM/Dark Mafia/Romance
🗡️Violence/Abuse
💕Enemies to lovers
🔥 Billionaire Romance
🗡️ Hurt/Comfort
🔥 Very explicit adult content
🖤 Age Gap
🖤 Graphic Content and $mutt
💕 N0n-C0n/Dub-C0n
MM/Dark Mafia/ Billionaire-Romance/ Hurt-Comfort/ Enemies to lovers
Michael-
The criminal underground wasn't something I had anything to do with. That’s until my brother's gambling got out of hand. Ryan owes a lot of money to the vicious Vincent Salvatore, and the man wants what's his. We can't pay, so Salvatore demands my brother works off his debt… and I'm the collateral.
I may be held in a luxurious prison, but it's still a cage. So why am I developing feelings for the man who holds our future in his hands?
Vincent-
I don’t give a damn about some gambler's brother. I want my money, and Ryan's debt is a noose tightening around his neck. My world doesn't tolerate failure. But then I see Michael—the innocent collateral. The moment our eyes lock, everything shifts.
I should be focused on getting my money back, but Michael's got this quiet strength that gets under my skin. Suddenly, it's not just about the debt. It's about keeping him close, protecting him. Anyone who dares to touch him will face my wrath.
I didn’t plan for this. But now, there's nothing I won’t do to keep him safe—even if it means breaking all my own rules.
All books in the “Billionaire’s Boy” series are standalones.
Excerpt
When I walked into his room, I found him asleep. His breathing was shallow and his expression was not one of peace. He’d probably been crying.
I looked at his fragile, thin frame curled under the blanket, and instinctively reached my hand out, feeling the burning need to do things to that sweet body. My first impression was that of doing good things to it, but the foreign feeling made me uncomfortable and I decided a beating would satisfy me just the same.
I unstrapped the leather crop from my belt, feeling at ease once more. Oh, yeah, this is more like it…. My cock agreed with a small twitch.
“Wake up, Michael.” I sat on the bed as he flinched, opening his gorgeous blue eyes with that adorable look of sleepy disorientation. The second his brain caught up with his body, he sprang up in fear.
“Relax, Michael. It’s just me.” I almost laugh at the little comfort my statement might have brought. Just me was probably the last person Michael wanted to see.
I offered him some water. His eyes lit up as he began to down it. “Easy, boy…. I don’t want you getting sick.”
“Thank you,” he breathed with relief, granting me a shy smile. I wished he wouldn’t; I could deal with tears, but smiles threw me off. They almost made me feel guilty for what was to come.
“I will get you some breakfast later and something to wear as well but, right now, I’m afraid I need you like this.”
“Like this?” He seemed confused.
“I need you naked so I can whip you and, preferably, on an empty stomach.” By the way his eyes widened and the color drained from his face, I realized I’ve said that sentence out-loud.
Hmm, I should work a bit on my tact...
“Please, Mr. Salvatore-”
“Vincent.” I reminded him.
“I haven’t done anything!” He pleaded.
“No, you haven’t, but I told your brother I’d punish you for his actions.” I got up and helped him do the same. He was so shaky and scared, he barely resisted. “Bend over the bed, Michael.”
“Vincent…., please…,” he tried persuading me with tears rolling down his pale cheeks. “He won’t know.”
“But I would and so would you. Now, do as I say before I double your punishment.” I tried sounding harsh, as he looked at me, seeming so helpless and lost that my heart shrank in my chest and my dick swelled in my pants. Damn, I’m a sick bastard.
The boy moved slowly, as if he was walking straight to the slaughterhouse, bending over the bed with that sweet ass just begging to be fucked. Get a hold of yourself, Vincent. I rolled up my sleeves, getting a good grip on the crop. Today is business.
⚠️ Trigger warning: This Series is rated R for its very dark content, including scenes of dubc0n, nonc0n, and violence.
Author Biography
Biography and Links
Medusa Stone is a novelist and poet, born in Spain, winner of the Humanitarian Literary Award, international blogger and journalist.
Passionate and driven by the defense of human rights, she moved to the United States in the year 2000, where she became an advocate against human trafficking, author, and fervent activist against sexual exploitation and slavery.
Through her novels, Medusa Stone explores the misuse of BDSM as an excuse for sexual abuse, with vulnerable characters in the hands of powerful men and organizations. Much of her writing explores the dark nature of humanity, shining a light on human rights violations, and enacting change one novel at a time.
When not trying to change the world, Medusa enjoys traveling in her caravan, playing music, and creating art... Having met many mystical characters through countless supernatural adventures, she decided to explore the Zenith Universe, through her new line of Dark Fantasy/Paranormal romance.
You can find more detail about her work at www.medusastonebooks.com where you can subscribe to her email list for freebies and alternate endings.
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