CHAPTER 1

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.