Evan's POV

“Gosh, classes were so hard, don't you think, Evan? Wanna eat together?” my friend Henry asked.

“No, I can't eat with you today. I gotta go. Bye.”

Saying that, I left. Because my situation wasn’t like other normal boys. I wasn’t even allowed to live in the dorms. I had my own apartment—bought by him.

Losif. The biggest name in the mafia and drug industry. He’s madly in love with me.

Even though I’m just a boy like him, it’s different. My body isn’t muscular. I’m really thin, short, and because of my fair skin and baby face, people sometimes mistake me for a girl.

Losif was the one who got me this apartment. He travels all the way from his city just to meet me every night.

I was about to grab a taxi when a black car suddenly stopped in front of me. I already knew whose car it was.

His men are always around, watching me. They come to pick me up too. And even if I wanted to, I couldn't reject it.

I sat in the car. After a while, the driver stopped, and I entered the building. I took the elevator up to my apartment.

After eating and taking a shower, I lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

My eyes snapped open when I heard the sound of the door opening. I realized I must’ve fallen asleep.But I knew who it was.

Quickly, I closed my eyes and turned to my left side, pretending I was still asleep.

The door to my room opened. I could hear footsteps approaching the bed. Then I felt it—he got on the bed and lay down right behind me.

“Huff~~” His panting echoed in my ears.

His hand wrapped around my waist. I already knew what he was going to do.He always did the same thing—every time he visited. For four or five hours straight, he couldn’t stop touching me.

Whether I was sleeping or awake, he’d start doing it. Tonight was no different.

His lips pressed against the back of my neck, kissing and sniffing me. His hand rubbed against my stomach.

Then he slid my t-shirt up and touched my bare skin, slowly moving his hand upwards toward my chest.

His lips and teeth grazed the side of my neck. I could barely hold back a moan.

His hand stopped at my chest, fingers pinching and flicking softly.

“Haah~~… hamster,” he groaned, suddenly flipping me onto my back.

My eyes flew open, startled.

He smirked at me.

“Hamster… you were awake?”

“I-I… just—” No words came out of my mouth as I stared at his face.

He smirked while loosening his tie and tossed it to the ground, followed by his coat.

Now only his shirt remained.

But before taking that off, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his chest. He was sitting on top of me.

“Open my clothes, hamster.”

Huh?! Me? But how can I take his clothes off?

Evan's POV

I gulped hard because how could I take his clothes off? It was too embarrassing. I clenched my eyes tightly.

“Hamster, didn’t you hear what I said? Or are you pretending not to?” I flinched at his voice and opened my eyes.

His tone was cold, and his sharp eyes were on me, making me nervous.

But since he was looking at me, I couldn’t disobey him. That’s why I stretched my hand, but it was short and didn’t reach him at all.

He suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me up, changing our position. I was sitting on his lap now, with both my hands on his chest.

I was scared of him because he was truly terrifying. I slowly touched his buttons and started to unbutton them.

As I was taking off his shirt, he leaned forward, and his face pressed against my shoulder, which made me shudder.

And then he started kissing my neck. I couldn’t even see his shirt anymore—only my hands were moving. Within a few seconds, I finally unbuttoned all of them. But by then, he was kissing and sucking on my neck without stopping.

“Sir…” I called out in a low voice after I finished.

He finally stopped kissing me and glanced at me.

“Take off my shirt, then.”

I started taking off his shirt and put it aside. He doesn’t usually do this. He just comes and does it right away. But today, he was making me do these things.

As I took off his shirt, he also took off mine in a second. I shivered as I got naked—it was winter.

One of his hands was on my back, and he pulled me closer, so now our bare chests were rubbing against each other. My hands were wrapped around his neck.

And then I realized—

“Aaaarghhhh~~”

He had already put it inside me.

“Haah~~… your insides are so soft and clenching me so tightly,”

he said as he started to push me down on his member.

“Ughhhh~~”

“Aaaahn~~… sir, it’s hurting, please stop…”

He looked at my face and stopped moving all of a sudden.

“Call me Losif, not sir.”

“O-Okay, Losif, si—”

I stopped myself from saying sir.

“Call my name again.”

“Losif,” I said. And suddenly, he started moving vigorously. He pushed me down on the bed, and as my back hit the mattress, he was on top of me.

“Ughh~~”

“Nnngh~~”

“Please slow down, Aaaahn~~… it’s hurting…”

We did it like always. He stopped after three hours today. Afterward, he lay down beside me and fell asleep.

I stepped down from the bed and went into the bathroom to clean myself. After that, I lay down beside him again. It was good that tomorrow was the weekend, so I could sleep till the afternoon.

When I closed my eyes, he pulled me into his arms. Well, I can’t do anything, nor can I run away from this man—he’s totally psycho. I don’t even know what he’ll do if I try to run from him.