登入Author's POV Adrian and Ethan from the last rack chose the same couples outfit together. It stood out from everything else in the shop. A deep crisp black suit designed in Indo-Western look. Just as they both wanted it to be. Both suits design complimenting one another. Their eyes log up with a spark only they could tell. The fabric, design, work and colour both goes perfect for them. Reflecting both of their personalities individually. White the satin silk cloth just puts life in it. Going closer Ethan glides his hand through the suit nostalgically. His breath caught before his mind even placed the memory. *The magazine.* Years ago, some worn issue left open on a table, a page neither of them had ever admitted to noticing twice. He hadn't thought it left a mark on anyone but him. He was wrong. And just as the memory rose in both of them at once, quiet and unbidden, their eyes met. Just for a second. Just long enough for something old to pass between them without eit
Ethan's POVThe news was scattered all around the town that next week we were getting engaged. Staff, clients, friends. Everyone was sent cards, little notes of advance thank you, some dry fruits small packs and chocolates wrapped in a dark blue hamper. "It looked very cute!"Grandpa was ecstatic, handling every single arrangement himself, refusing to let me lift a finger. Even the venue and the decorations were kept hidden from me, tucked away behind closed doors like a surprise I had not asked for."Grandpa have some medicine.., water, take some rest", was all I heard from Adrian, Mrs. Rosamand and Damian. "You will not go to work until the engagement is over", Grandpa also strictly put restrictions on me. I was too free. And that was something I can't bear to myself. It's so hard to sit and see everyone doing something or anything. While I just stared at their face like a idiot doing nothing. Honestly, it made me have cold feet nervousness and excited too. But at the same tim
Ethan's POV Adrian grabs my face in a blink and leans forward, taking my lips into his mouth. I close my eyes before I even register what is happening. Without any warning. I was taken aback by his sudden act, a gasp slipping past my lips before I can stop it. But then he intensifies the kiss, making me moan low into his mouth as he harshly suck on my lips and teases with his tongue. His kiss was fast, feisty, hungry in a way that leaves no room for thought. His hand slides from my shoulder to the nape of my neck and he grabs it from behind, making my neck crane up, giving him better access. My fingers curl weakly against his chest, not pushing him away, not entirely. "Oh shoot," grandpa gasps. My eyes fling open and I feel knocked out of the intoxicating haze. Though it was barely a minute, I felt dizzy, my mind still catching up to my body. However Adrian does not let me go. His grip on my nape stays firm, unbothered, like the voice behind him means nothing at all. "Boys, at
Ethan's POVI slap Adrian hard across the face. The sound cracks through the room, sharper than I intended, sharper than I expected from my own hand. His head turns with the force of it. A beat of silence follows. My palm stings. My chest heaves.His sharp, disgusting comments, his doubts about my character, had been falling on me day after day, chipping away at something I did not even realize I was still holding together. I was fuming. My whole body shook with fury, a tremor running from my shoulders down to my fingertips."Just zip it," I seethe. My voice is low and cracked at the edges. "Zip your filthy mouth."Adrian stares at me, stunned. His hand hovers near his cheek but does not touch it, like acknowledging the sting would mean acknowledging something else too. I glared at him, my breath ragged, my jaw locked so tight it aches."Just by seeing something on a phone you don't have any fucking right to throw degrading comments at me." I point my finger at him, stepping closer. D
Adrian's POV I was ten minutes from home when Noah called. Mrs. Marlow, our newest client, had gotten cold feet over a clause in the lease she'd already agreed to twice. Two hours later, after walking her through the same paragraph three different ways, I finally had her signature and a headache that sat heavy behind my eyes. By the time I climbed the stairs at the mansion, all I wanted was silence. What I found instead was Grandpa with his mouth stuffed full of cookies, cheeks puffed out like a child caught red handed. "Grandpa." He froze mid chew. Then, quick as he could, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, crumbs still clinging to his lip. "They're sugarfree," he said, like that settled anything. "Ethan got them for me." "Still doesn't mean you finish half the box in one sitting." I held my hand out. "Give it back." He pouted at me, a grown man of his age, arms crossing over his chest in open rebellion. For a moment I thought he'd actually argue it. Then,
Ethan's POV The mansion grew closer with every passing mile, its familiar silhouette rising against the darkening sky, and something in my chest tightened with each meter the car covered. *I don't want to go in.* *Not yet. Not today.* I wanted to run. Wanted to disappear somewhere quiet for just a few hours, somewhere that didn't hold Grandpa's hopeful smile or Adrian's cold, knowing eyes waiting for me behind those gates. But I knew what waited on the other side of that decision too. Grandpa, puzzled and hurt by my absence. Adrian, irritated at having to explain it, or worse, irritated that I'd dared to keep his grandfather waiting. I sighed, gripping the wheel tighter. *Just go home. Just face it.* Just before the turn that led toward the Blackwood estate, my foot pressed the brake. I knew the consequences. I was fully aware of what waited for me, of how Adrian might react, of the explanations I'd have to give. And still, my leg refused to move, refused to release t
Adrian's POV:I tried to sleep after Seraphine left. But the bed felt too cold, too vast, too achingly empty without Ethan's scent and presence beside me. I lay there staring at the ceiling for what felt like an hour, maybe more, listening to the silence of the room like it was mocking me. It was d
Adrian's POV:They're already seated when I walk in.That's the rule. Not written anywhere. Not announced to anyone new. Just understood, the way everything in this world is understood, through watching what happens to those who forget.The room rises the second I step through the door. Not out of
Ethan’s POV:I swallowed hard. My own cock was throbbing, aching for release, but I wanted to give him pleasure too. I turned toward him and reached down. My hand slid inside his pants and found him. He was rock hard, hot and heavy in my palm.He groaned the moment I touched him. “Fuck… yes…”I stro
Ethan’s POV It's been two days since that kissing incident occurred, it had no feelings like before but pure dominance which left me disgusted. Thankfully, my fever got high and I didn't have to face him much but today I feel good and decided to help Mrs. Rosamand for his dinner. "You should rest







