LOGINFinn quickly answered the call and placed the phone to his ear. He was scared. His heart wouldn't stop racing, and his face was a little pale. "Niam," He called in a low voice. There was silence at the other end of the phone for a few minutes. Finn checked the phone, wondering if Niam had ended the call. "Finn, where are you?" Niam's deep voice came through. Finn looked around. He was so dazed that he lost his sense of reasoning. "I, I, I'm..." He looked at Ethan, and only then did he calm down a little. "I'm at Professor Ethan's house." Niam was quiet again. "When are you returning home?" "Are you home?" "Mm." Finn's eyes lit up. He held the phone tightly to his ear. "Wait for me. I'll come right away. I'll come back to you." His voice couldn't hide his excitement. The call ended. Finn lowered his eyes to look at Ethan, who was still sitting on the sofa and waiting for him. "Can we go shopping at night instead? Niam said he's back at home." He really couldn't wait. He wan
The next morning, Finn and Ethan sat at the table together, eating quietly. Finn had noticed Ethan's mannerisms whenever he was eating, and he felt like the man didn't like talking during mealtime. Finn, who had spent the night thinking of ways to flirt with Ethan, decided to start his plan right away. He picked some meat from his dish and placed it inside Ethan's plate. Finn remembered that Franklin had always done this. Lucian and Niam always did it, too, and he loved it a lot. He believed Ethan would also like it. Especially when he realized how much Ethan likes meat. Seeing that Ethan had only paused for a few seconds before continuing with his food, Finn felt emboldened. He picked more food that Ethan liked and dropped them in his bowl. Ethan finally stopped. He looked at the full bowl before him, and he suddenly lost his appetite. He wasn't the type to eat much to begin with, and meals had always been like a kind of work to him. If not for surviving, he would have prefe
Finn ate the fruit while watching the historical show on the TV. He felt bored. The drama wasn't exactly interesting. After a while, he turned to look at Ethan. "Do you want me to tell you stories?" He used to love it whenever Niam told him stories. Niam was really good at it, and that was one of the reasons he fell in love with him. Ethan looked at him, a slight surprise in his eyes. "You know how to tell stories?" Finn shook his head, and then he nodded. He didn't know any story aside from the ones Niam told him. But for some reason, he didn't want to tell Niam's story to someone else, even if that person was one of his lovers. Niam's stories belonged to him alone. But Finn also wanted to tell Ethan a story... "I can tell stories." He confirmed. It was more to himself than to Ethan, though. Ethan seemed really interested. He faced Finn and gestured with his chin for him to start. Seeing the anticipation in Ethan's eyes, the nervousness in Finn's heart disappeared, and he fe
Finn didn't seem to see anything wrong in what he said. He nodded. "Yes, you. You are among my lovers." He had already told Ethan the truth about everything, so he didn't see it as anything if he told him more. But Ethan's expression became richer as he looked at Finn's delicate face. "I'm one of your eight lovers?" He seemed to be confirming something. Finn continued nodding. "You're my fourth lover." "So, is that the reason you're staying around me?" "Yes. I need to win your affection." Ethan paused. He stopped walking and looked at Finn instead. "My affection?" He didn't seem to understand. "Your heart. I need to make you love me." Ethan's eyes remained calm. "So, do you like me then?" Finn's smiled softly. "Yes. I like you very much." Ethan's lips slowly curled. "Why?" He seemed to have expected what answer Finn would give.Over the years, he had met many admirers, and many had even asked him out. Especially in his first year as a university student, he was even almost r
Ethan drove Finn back to his house, and sure enough, Niam didn't return last night. Seeing the empty house was like poking at Finn's injury, and his mood soured again. He changed his clothes, picked up his phone, and left the house without looking back. Without Niam around, the place no longer looked home, and it only served to remind him of the current conflict. He sat in Ethan's car, his eyes lost and devoid of happiness. He stared at his phone's screen, and aside from Franklin's call, no one else had called him. A few messages were on his phone, and he checked them. He realized they were from his friends, Edwin and Amelia. They were asking if he had resumed or when he planned to. Finn stared at the message for a few seconds before he decided to reply, and after that, he also sent a message to Franklin. The drive to the school was quiet. Ethan kept glancing at Finn. The concern on his face was evident. At a junction, he stopped, got out of the car, and returned with a cup of
Due to the fatigue and sickness, Finn fell asleep quite easily, and when he opened his eyes the next day, he felt a lot better. Yawning and stretching in bed, he heard a knock on the door. Finn quickly sat up. "Come in." The door opened, revealing a fully dressed Ethan. He wore a white long-sleeve shirt and grey pants. Tall and lean, he looked pure and unblemished by the stains of the world. Finn got himself lost in his visuals once again, and he couldn't extricate himself. Ethan entered the room, sat down at the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch his forehead. "Your temperature is back to normal. So, why is your face so red?" He looked genuinely worried. "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" Finn shook his head in a daze. He snapped out of it and smiled shyly. "No, I'm not sick." Ethan raised a brow. "Then, is it because of what happened yesterday? Did you run away from home?" Reminded of what happened last night, Finn's heart sank, and the redness on his face
Finn's eyes widened the moment the word left his mouth. He quickly covered his mouth and blinked rapidly. His heart raced even faster. He had slipped up. Would the second target hate him even more now?The system's interface showed before him, and the screen flickered
The night was extremely awful for Finn. He couldn't stop his tears no matter what, and nothing Niam said worked for him. He was sad. He didn't mean to tarnish the second target's image that way. He didn't mean to annoy the second target either. But he couldn't help it. He was born with a learning
The room was so quiet that the sound of a pin could be heard. Everyone looked at Finn with widened eyes and slackened jaws. Even Franklin's expression changed. His calm and polite eyes froze for a long while, and his expression tightened. His eyes remained on Finn, brewing with threats and dang
Finn fidgeted with the edge of the table before him as he waited for the system to finish telling him about the second target. [The target name is Franklin, and he is a second-year student. He's the heir to the Franklin consortium, one of the largest consortia in the country.][He grew up under th






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