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“How can you be so sure? All men break eventually. You just need the right girl.” I burst out laughing. “Well, not this one. Because Ethan isn’t interested in women at all… he’s gay.” Her eyes widened. “What? How is that possible? How do you know?” I leaned back, sipping the last of my drink, and let the words drop casually. “Because I saw him and Alex kissing.” Her mouth fell open. “Wait… Alex? As in Elena’s best friend?” “Exactly.” I smirked. “So if you really want to go down that road, forget the women. If you want to seduce Ethan, you’ll need a man. I can even find you a willing guy who could do the job perfectly well.”

"You know Collins Parker. He’s the one who held the scalpel. He’s the reason I can walk, let alone skate." Ethan sat frozen. Collins Parker! The man he’d dismissed as a socialite, a mere student who had walked away from medicine. How could he have been capable of a miracle like Charles Whitaker’s recovery? "Collins made it a condition that his name stay off the records. He insisted the fees go to the Professor’s estate," Charles added. "He doesn't want the spotlight, Ethan. I feel for your sister, truly, but I’m asking you as one Alpha to another—don't hunt him."

That bulge in between his thigh was alluring into my eyes. I could imagine myself bended knee in front of him, doing a blow job until he cum. "Hey, you're okay," he tilted his head to glance at me and frowned. "I'm okay, Ethan," I smiled slightly. I didn't see that coming, and he held my hand, perhaps to show Ms. Ally that I'm not into Ms. Hannah. Even yeah, I had a crush once on her; that was before. I'm on in Ethan's gameshow; let see if he can handle me. There's nothing serious yet between us, but I'm fascinated by our chats. I even heard that he's gay, so I'll use my deadly skills to make him straight in any way.

When they broke apart Ethan rested his forehead against Vincent’s. “I don’t know what the fuck this is with you,” he said quietly, “but I’m enjoying it.” Vincent’s thumb brushed Ethan’s jaw. “Me too.” Then he was gone, door clicking shut behind him. Ethan locked it, flipped the deadbolt, and sank into the desk chair. He opened a private browser tab, typed “gay bareback” into the search bar, and clicked the first video that loaded, two muscular men, one dark-haired like Vincent, the other leaner like himself.

Sylvia replied with a nod. A few burly men came over, and they all had one particular thing in common—their sexual orientation. Ethan had grown up in a privileged environment, and to a certain extent, he could be considered attractive. Thus, when the burly men saw him, their eyes filled with desire. "What are you doing? You'd better watch it!" Ethan shouted in terror as the unsettling feeling in his heart intensified. "Get on with it," Caspian instructed with a wave of his hand before returning to his seat.