Owned by the Billionaire Mafia King

I felt his hot breath on my neck and moaned as his fingers expertly caressed my sensitive areas.
Gasping for breath, I pulled him closer, and he reached up to meet my lips, our tongues dancing in bliss as he pulled me over and positioned me to straddle him.
"Jaxon," I breathed when we came up for air, but he hushed me and moved his finger over my lips.
"You're mine," he growled. "Let me show you what you really need." *** I knew my dad was in debt to the mafia since I worked three jobs tryin...