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Shadows Of Control

Auteur: Theemage
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-22 23:52:37

Derek's POV

"Why do you look so surprise?" I asked, my voice cutting through the quiet bedroom.

Gabriel just stared at me, his mouth slightly open, completely silent. The lack of an immediate answer made my chest tighten with a sudden, restless impatience.

Fuck. Maybe dropping the word love was a mistake. But as I sat there watching him, I knew it wasn't a lie. If it wasn't love, why else would I be this completely obsessed with him? Why else would I be going against my father?

"Do you l
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