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ETHANA goddamn demon. That's what he looked like when he smiled at my cock. I had no idea when I stopped breathing, all I felt was a prickling sensation on my lap as he yanked my pants off. He's still smiling at me though, and it sends a shiver down my spine rather than calm me. I shift uncomfortably. He reaches out and traps me, one of his arms behind my head, face inches apart from mine. My back stiffens when his gaze bores into mine. It's like I'm staring at Killan again. The same Killan. Does he have any idea what he's doing to me? “You're hard.” Alexander whispers, minty breath fanning my face. “Look at how hard you are for me, Ethan.” He smirks like the goddamn devil he is. “You’re dripping and yet you still deny this?” I swallow hard. His smirk widens. “I know you want me.” I shake my head, giving him a defiant look. “No.” He unties me slowly, eyes never wavering from mime. “Still in denial?” “No.” “Liar.” He taunts, pressing his finger into my lap. He strokes sligh

ETHAN A goddamn demon. That's what he looked like when he smiled at my cock. I had no idea when I stopped breathing, all I felt was a prickling sensation on my lap as he yanked my pants off. He's still smiling at me though, and it sends a shiver down my spine rather than calm me. I shift uncomfortably. He reaches out and traps me, one of his arms behind my head, face inches apart from mine. My back stiffens when his gaze bores into mine. It's like I'm staring at Killan again. The same Killan. Does he have any idea what he's doing to me? “You're hard.” Alexander whispers, minty breath fanning my face. “Look at how hard you are for me, Ethan.” He smirks like the goddamn devil he is. “You’re dripping and yet you still deny this?” I swallow hard. His smirk widens. “I know you want me.” I shake my head, giving him a defiant look. “No.” He unties me slowly, eyes never wavering from mime. “Still in denial?” “No.” “Liar.” He taunts, pressing his finger into my lap. He st

ALEXANDER Ethan is back and so is my messed up emotions. The whole accident made me realize something—I want Ethan more than I've ever wanted anyone. I'm attracted to him like a moth to a flame. It's dangerous. He is dangerous. But I won't fight it this time. I almost lost him once. It's never going to happen again. The kiss replays in my head like it's on repeat. I recall his soft lips. The way he surrendered. The need in his rich brown eyes. Right there, in that damn elevator, restraining myself from pinning Ethan against the ground almost made me lose it. I want him. Badly. I know Ethan is still shaken by the whole incident that happened months ago. It was why I gave him enough time to heal. Deep down I know he still needs enough time to forget everything, and in the meantime, I'll take pleasure in torturing Liam. That bastard's barely breathing. And nothing more can give me enough satisfaction than the sick state he's in. Right now, he's chained in my dungeons, silve

ETHAN Marinette deserves to know the truth about Liam, I know. But I can't stand watching her break. I don't want to be the reason for another failed relationship. It's the first day of a new week. I'm resuming work today. I'm meeting him…today. Jaz strolls into the kitchen, then leans on the kitchen island. She takes in my appearance as the smile on her lips widens. “Someone looks ready for his first day of work.” I hand her a cup of coffee, chuckling softly. “First day?” She nods, taking a sip. “First day after the whole chaos.” She then winks at me, taking a few steps closer. She sets the coffee mug on a small counter, then trails her finger over my bare arm. “How about a quickie?” She asks in between laughs. “You can't blame a woman for craving her man's cock after a glass of warm coffee.” A laughter spills from me. But in the real sense, I'm spiraling on the inside. I don't want to fuck Jaz. Not when I'm deeply infatuated with Alexander. Not when he's the reason I'

MARINETTE Ethan's return is a dream come true. Jaz returned back to her usual self. She smiled often, laughed, and made jokes a few times to ease the tension. Taking care of Ethan at the hospital was sort of the way I healed, too. Seeing him take those steps like a kid, forgetting the events that tortured his soul, spending more time with his boss. It made my heart warm and eased my tense muscles. It's been weeks. A few months, perhaps. Ethan is still on leave from work. His boss gave him all the time in the world to recover properly, but Jaz seems to be the busiest one. Hurrying down the stairs, my gaze drifts toward Ethan who's nestled on the couch. He's reading a magazine while having a glass of coffee. He meets my gaze with a warm smile. “Heading for the bookstore so early?” I nod, my lips breaking into a smile. He grins. “Why do I feel like you're heading out for something else?” Ethan didn't change one bit after the incident. He's just a little more protective

ALEXANDER‘Were you worried about me, too?’ Ethan's words ring in my ears like a song on repeat. The answer’s as clear as day, glaring even before a blind man, but I wave it off with a cold laugh and stare at the slight bruise on his face. “You think too highly of yourself.” “Highly?” He coughs slightly as a smile curves his full, kissable lips. “I saw the look on your face when you barged into the basement, Mr. Grey.” “And I saw the look on yours when you saw me.” I lean closer, lips a few inches from his pointed nose. I catch a whiff of his woodsy scent mixed with the smell of coffee, sanitizer and phenol. His eyes burn through me, like fire cutting through ice. “What was the look on mine?” Ethan didn't just stare at me with relief in his eyes. No. He looked at me like I was his answered prayer, his only light in a sea of darkness, his beacon of hope that had been buried in a sea of expectations. He didn't think before he passed out right on that chair because I was there. H