[3rd Person’s POV]

His piercing emerald eyes stared at his prey. Being a billionaire, everyone thinks, his life was always a luxury. Sure, there are some points. But there are also times that it’s tiring to keep beyond the pedestal. Blowing a cloud of smoke in the air while staring at sleeping Levi on his bed.

He was the man that most of the girls fantasized about. Tall, dark, and handsome. Oozing sex appeal, muscular body to make you crave more of your carnal desires, and his unending wealth. Brandon was used to owning everything he wished.

But not Levi.

He did everything to make Levi fall for him. Flashing his genuine feelings, offering him presents—and all means that he could trap Levi’s heart. But it didn’t work. Unbeknownst to Liam, that the billionaire had enough of his resistance.

Brandon was determined to have Levi by hook or by crook. Pouring the empty glass with a whiskey, Brandon couldn’t help but to seize the moment. Finally, his plans worked. It’s not a trick that he played. Levi fell into his not-so-cliché trap.

Who knew that watching it from a movie would work in real life? He faked to be a driver and sprayed chloroform in the air con. And voila! Levi Adams is now inside his mansion. The devilish smile on his face didn’t fade.

Inside his head, he couldn’t keep up his wild and naughty thoughts. Just by imagining Levi’s face, covered with his seed, drives the billionaire crazy. His eyes fell onto his pants. The huge tent groin couldn’t hide how horny he was.

Brandon is determined to do unholy things to Levi.

As he finished drinking the bottle of whiskey, Liam finally had his consciousness back. Fluttering his eyes open, the red ceiling greeted him first. His face scrunched up as a tinge of headache raged for a few seconds inside his head.

“Nghh,” he groaned. Levi tried to move his hands. But it was tied behind him. As he noticed, he tried jumping out of bed. Unfortunately, his feet were tied with a leather rope, tying on the edge of the bed. His eyes widened in horror as he swallowed stuck saliva in his throat.

Levi couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It was the billionaire who had been randomly showing up to him in the past three years. “W-Why am I here?” he asked in a faint voice. Brandon smirked after sensing Levi’s fear.

The billionaire didn’t answer. He kept the smug smile on his lips. He was fond of staring into Levi’s long and milky white legs. A faint gasp eluded from Levi’s lips. He was wearing a tight white boxer that was quite smaller than he was used to. Clearly, it wasn’t his.

The boxers accentuate the pinkish tip of his sleeping manhood. Levi felt his cheeks heated, trying to cover his private part by using his legs, but he wasn’t successful. He was also wearing a white sleeveless shirt that tightly hugged his slender body with two holes that were intentionally cut to expose his cherry-colored nipples.

For Levi, he was in an embarrassing situation. But for Brandon, it was the most beautiful view he had ever seen. “I’ve been travelling the world since twelve. None of those famous tourist spots captivates my interest,” he locked his gaze on Levi. “Not until I found you, Levi.”

“But of course, you aren’t a tourist spot,” added Brandon. “But I’m more invested in making you scream while I hit your spot,” he winked at Levi, which made the man’s face turn crimson red. Who would’ve thought that after three long years of reading naughty lines, Levi would hear them for the first time?

Levi looked around. Indeed. He could tell that it was a billionaire’s room. Most of the items inside here speaks thousands and millions of dollars just by the painting hanging on the wall. The red light illuminating the room makes it more steamy.

His eyes fell on Brandon. He gulped. The billionaire stood up from his chair, unbuttoning his pants and pulled them down. His manhood bounced like a spring on his abdomen. Brandon took off his corporate attire and threw it on the floor, not minding how messy it would look like.

He walked slowly like a tiger, eyeing for his prey. Levi felt his body hair rise in an instant. The bed slowly sank as Brandon climbed on top.

Levi tried tearing his gaze from Brandon’s mouth drooling body, but he failed. Who can’t resist a body that was made to tempt and seduce? It felt so sinful to stare at the billionaire’s body. Because you can not think of anything else besides fulfilling your carnal desires.

Levi’s eyes fell on Brandon’s humongous torso. It was throbbing hard. Veiny and standing proud. Levi felt his throat parched. He estimated Brandon’s manhood’s length and width, but calculations jumbled inside his head when Brandon spoke.

“You haven’t seen other dicks, except mine, right, Levi?” he asked. Brandon’s deep voice sent octaves to Levi. “Such a good virgin, eh?” he teased, chuckling mockingly.

Levi looked behind and shut his eyes. “P-Please, M-Mr. Dermott. I-I want to go home,” his voice trembled. Brandon leaned closer and placed a warm kiss on Levi’s nape which made the poor man convulse. “This is your new home now, Levi. With me, under one roof. Forever,”

He was about to contest the billionaire’s words when he felt a warm, wet, and chapped lips wrapped around his nipples, sucking them dry.

“B-Brandon!”