Chapter: CHAPTER 207: EPILOGUE 2 (LIFE'S CRUEL GAMBIT).The Narrator's POV Life is a strange, merciless thing. It moves forward with a kind of relentless, unfeeling momentum, never pausing to consider whether we are ready for what comes next. One moment, you are laughing in the sunlight, hand in hand with the person who makes your soul feel alive, and the next, you are standing in silence, clutching the shattered pieces of your heart. It happens so suddenly, so violently, that you almost cannot comprehend it. Noah’s story is one we have heard countless times before, though rarely in such vivid, heartbreaking detail. A story of love discovered, nurtured, and then ripped away by the cruel, unrelenting tide of reality. For Noah, Adrian was not just a man. He was a home, a safe harbor in a storm-tossed world, the promise of a future where joy could flourish. Adrian was his confidant, his protector, his anchor when the weight of life threatened to drag him under. Their love burned bright and fierce, the kind of love that made Noah believe
Last Updated: 2025-09-30
Chapter: CHAPTER 206: AWAKENING.Noah's POV My body jerked violently as the blinding light swallowed everything. I felt myself falling, weightless and suspended in nothingness, like my entire being was unraveling thread by thread. Adrian’s voice was the last thing I heard, echoing through the void, his desperate cry tearing through me. Then, silence. When my eyes fluttered open, darkness greeted me. Heavy, suffocating darkness. My chest rose and fell in frantic, uneven breaths as I tried to understand where I was. My sheets clung to my skin, damp with sweat, my heart pounding so hard it hurt. For a moment, I couldn’t move. My limbs felt like they didn’t belong to me, like I’d been dropped back into a body I hadn’t worn in years. Slowly, my gaze adjusted to the dim light filtering through the curtains, and recognition struck me like a cruel blow. My room. The peeling paint on the ceiling, the faint hum of the radiator, the stack of half-read books on my nightstand, it was all painfully, achingly familiar.
Last Updated: 2025-09-30
Chapter: CHAPTER 205: THE CHOICE BETWEEN DREAMS AND TRUTHS.Noah's POV My breath came in ragged gasps as Adrian’s plea echoed through the trembling air. The hallway around me wavered like smoke, the edges of the world flickering as though it were a fragile painting about to be torn apart. I clutched the doorknob, my hand trembling so violently I could barely keep hold of it. Adrian stood only a few feet away, his chest rising and falling with frantic breaths. His beautiful face, usually so calm and controlled, was raw with fear. His hands were outstretched toward me, not daring to touch, as if even that would shatter the fragile space we stood in. “Don’t,” he whispered again, his voice breaking. “Please, Noah. Don’t open it.” I stared at him, my heart splitting in two. Every instinct screamed at me to run into his arms, to let him hold me, to forget this door even existed. But the questions clawed at me, relentless and unyielding. “What’s behind it?” My voice trembled. “Why won’t you tell me?” Adrian’s lips parted, but no words ca
Last Updated: 2025-09-30
Chapter: CHAPTER 204: CRACKS IN THE ILLUSION.Noah's POV The days passed in a blur of perfect moments, so flawless it almost hurt to breathe. Adrian and I lived as if the world belonged only to us. Every morning, I woke to his arms around me, his lips brushing my skin as he whispered sweet words that made my heart flutter. We walked hand in hand through meadows, shared laughter over candlelit dinners, and fell asleep beneath a sky full of stars that seemed painted just for us.It should have been enough.It was everything I’d ever wanted, everything I thought I’d never have again. But as the days slipped by, a strange unease began to creep in. At first, I ignored it. I told myself I was imagining things, that my mind was playing tricks on me because I wasn’t used to peace like this.But then the little cracks began to show.One morning, as Adrian handed me a cup of coffee, he said, “For you, love,” with that soft smile I adored. I kissed him, took the cup, and sat down at the table. Moments later, he turned to me again, same exp
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 203: THE LIFE WE COULD HAVE HAD.Noah's POV When I woke, sunlight poured through the window, warm and golden, wrapping me in a cocoon of comfort. For a moment, I stayed perfectly still, my eyes closed, listening to the rhythmic sound of Adrian’s breathing beside me. His arm was draped over my waist, his fingers lightly tracing lazy patterns on my skin. My heart swelled at the simple intimacy of it, my lips curving into a soft smile as the realization settled in: he was here, alive, with me.This was what I had always wanted. No alarms blaring in the middle of the night, no weapons stashed under the bed, no shadow of danger waiting just beyond our door. There was no need to constantly watch our backs or wonder who might be lurking in the dark. Just Adrian and me, safe and together.I turned in his arms, drinking in the sight of his face. His lashes fluttered as he slowly opened his eyes, a sleepy grin spreading across his lips when he saw me watching.“Good morning,” he murmured, his voice husky with sleep. He presse
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 202: A WORD WITHOUT PAIN.This is a spin off of the book, showcasing what grief does to us and how it can change and affect our lives, and mental stability. > Noah's POV I woke to the soft warmth of sunlight streaming through sheer curtains, its glow spreading across my face like a gentle touch. For a moment, I stayed perfectly still, my mind blank and heavy, as if waking from a deep, dreamless sleep. The air was sweet, carrying the scent of wildflowers and salt, and somewhere nearby I could hear the low, rhythmic murmur of waves. It was unlike any morning I had ever known, too perfect, too still. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and my breath caught in my throat. I wasn’t in my apartment. I wasn’t in the safe house or in any place I recognized. I lay on a bed far larger than mine, covered in pale linen sheets that shimmered like water under sunlight. The room itself looked like it had been carved out of a dream. Pale stone walls glowed warmly, sunlight reflecting off them like liquid gold. Beyond the open win
Last Updated: 2025-09-29
CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM}
Imran Khan’s life falls apart the day his father disappears, leaving him drowning in debt and hunted by dangerous men.
With no way out, he makes a desperate choice, selling one night of his life to a stranger.
But that stranger turns out to be Rafaelle Moretti, a powerful and dangerous man who doesn’t just want one night… he wants control.
What starts as a deal quickly turns into something darker. Possession. Power. Desire.
Imran wants freedom. Rafaelle doesn’t let go.
“Say my name, Gattino.”
His voice came out low, smooth, and controlled, the kind that didn’t need to be loud to make your body react. It wrapped around me, heavy and dangerous, as his body pressed mine deeper into the mattress.
I could feel the weight of him, solid and unyielding, hovering just enough to remind me that I wasn’t going anywhere unless he allowed it.
I swallowed, my throat dry, my chest rising and falling too fast. Even thinking his name felt like stepping into something I couldn’t come back from.
His hand pinned my wrist above my head, not rough, not painful, just firm enough to remind me who was in control. The other slid slowly along my side, fingers dragging in a way that made my skin heat up against my will. Every touch was deliberate, like he was studying me, learning how I reacted without me saying a word.
“Say it,” he murmured again, his face closer now, his breath warm against my lips.
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Chapter: 04.༒ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒ By the time I got to the hotel, the reality of what I was about to do had already settled in, and not in a good way. It sat heavy in my chest, like something I couldn’t shake no matter how many times I told myself this was necessary. I stood outside for a second longer than I should have, staring at the entrance, trying to convince myself to just walk in like it was normal, like I did this all the time. It wasn’t enough to clear my debts. That was the part that kept repeating in my head. The money he offered, it was a lot, more than I had ever had at once, but it still wasn’t enough to wipe everything clean. It was just a start. Just something to hold them off, maybe. Unlike my boss. The thought alone made me cringe, my face tightening as his expression flashed in my head, the way he looked at me, the way he spoke like I didn’t have a choice. My stomach turned slightly, and I shook my head, pushing it away. No. I wasn’t going back to that. I straightened up and wa
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Chapter: 03.༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒ I didn’t even notice when my phone vibrated in my pocket. The club was too loud, too full, bodies moving everywhere, voices overlapping, music hitting so hard it felt like it was inside my chest. I had just gotten to work not long after those men left my apartment, and I still hadn’t fully calmed down. My head was all over the place, my nerves still tight, like I was expecting another knock even here. I kept scanning the crowd, trying to find Pierre, but it was pointless. One of the guys had already told me he was working the VIP section tonight, which meant I wouldn’t be seeing him anytime soon unless I had a reason to go up there, and I didn’t. Not yet. I moved around the bar, doing what I was supposed to do, taking orders, avoiding unnecessary conversations, trying to act normal even though nothing felt normal anymore. My phone vibrated in my pocket again, and this time I pulled it out, glancing down quickly between orders. A message from the site. My chest tigh
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Chapter: 02.༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒ Family dinners like this were always the same, just dressed differently depending on who was sitting at the table. Expensive food, polished smiles, conversations layered with meaning that no one said out loud. I sat there, glass of wine in hand, barely touching it, already counting how long I had to endure before I could leave without it causing a problem. Across the table, the Garcinos were doing what they did best, talking business without actually calling it business, every word measured, every smile calculated. My grandfather looked pleased, which told me everything I needed to know about how this night was going. It was exactly what he wanted. My gaze shifted to the side when I felt eyes on me. Her. My fiancée. The moment I looked at her, she smiled like she had been waiting for it, soft and practiced, her fingers brushing through her hair in that shy, flirty way that was supposed to draw me in. I almost laughed. Instead, I just scoffed quietly and looked
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Chapter: 01.༒ ℑ𝔪𝔯𝔞𝔫༒ “Say my name, Gattino.” His voice came out low, smooth, and controlled, the kind that didn’t need to be loud to make your body react. It wrapped around me, heavy and dangerous, as his body pressed mine deeper into the mattress. I could feel the weight of him, solid and unyielding, hovering just enough to remind me that I wasn’t going anywhere unless he allowed it. I swallowed, my throat dry, my chest rising and falling too fast. Even thinking his name felt like stepping into something I couldn’t come back from. His hand pinned my wrist above my head, not rough, not painful, just firm enough to remind me who was in control. The other slid slowly along my side, fingers dragging in a way that made my skin heat up against my will. Every touch was deliberate, like he was studying me, learning how I reacted without me saying a word. “Say it,” he murmured again, his face closer now, his breath warm against my lips. I turned my head slightly, trying to create space, but i
Last Updated: 2026-03-20
Chapter: CHAPTER 200: THE FOREVER CODE.Gloss POV “Then stop me. Make me believe you’re mine.” His words lingered in the quiet room long after he said them. I did not answer immediately. Not because I did not want to. But because I knew belief was not something I could hand to him like a receipt, stamped and verified. Belief is something you build. Something you breathe into existence, over and over, until it becomes the only language you know. I kissed him instead. Not urgent, not frantic. Certain. And in that certainty, I hoped he felt it. Hours later, the city hums beneath us. We stand on the balcony of our apartment, the doors open behind us, curtains shifting gently with the warm evening breeze. The sky is painted in soft shades of amber and rose, fading slowly into deepening blue. The air feels different tonight. Not charged. Not watched. Just open. I rest my hands on the railing and look out over the city lights flickering on one by one. Cars move like distant streams of gold. Somewhere below, someo
Last Updated: 2026-03-15
Chapter: CHAPTER 199: THE MORNING AFTER.Dream's POV Sunlight spills through the curtains, soft and golden, tracing the curve of his face as he sleeps beside me. I wake before him. I do not know why. Maybe my body is still running on ceremony nerves, maybe my mind refuses to accept that there is nothing left to prepare for. No vows to rehearse, no guests to greet, no system prompts waiting to interrupt the moment. Just morning. Just him. He lies on his side, one arm tucked under the pillow, the other resting loosely across my waist as if even in sleep he needs proof that I am still here. His hair falls across his forehead, slightly messy, softer than it looked under wedding lights. The faintest crease sits between his brows, like he is dreaming too hard. I reach out before I can stop myself and brush it away. He exhales, shifting slightly but not waking. For years, I lived like a machine. Cold, logical, ruthless. I measured outcomes, calculated risks, eliminated inefficiencies. Emotions were variables to be manage
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Chapter: CHAPTER 198: THE KISS.Gloss POV Laughter fills the room. It rolls outward in warm waves, light and bright, dissolving the last of the tension that had been coiled in my chest. I am still holding his hands, our rings catching the sunlight as if they are small anchors binding us to this exact second. For a moment, the world feels quiet for the first time. Not silent, not empty, just calm. The laughter softens, fades into soft murmurs and affectionate sniffles. The wind drifts through the garden, brushing against my suit, carrying the scent of flowers and sun warmed grass. I blink slowly, and the edges of everything sharpen. Dream is still in front of me. His fingers are still intertwined with mine. His eyes are still focused entirely on me, like I am the only horizon he recognizes. And beneath all of it, something else stirs. A familiar hum. Faint. Almost gone. I inhale. There it is again, softer than memory, like a whisper caught between breaths. The system. It does not appear in glowing pan
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Chapter: CHAPTER 197: THE RINGS.Dream's POV “And I’ll never let you go.” The words settle into my chest like something permanent. For a moment I cannot breathe. His forehead rests against mine, his hand still cupping my face, his voice trembling with the kind of honesty that strips everything else away. The garden is silent, not awkward, not tense, just reverent. Even the wind seems to pause. I open my eyes slowly. He looks wrecked, tears bright on his lashes, lips curved in the smallest, bravest smile. I lift my hand to his wrist, holding it there against my cheek. “You won’t have to,” I whisper, though the microphone catches it and carries it softly outward. A faint murmur moves through the guests, a collective exhale. The officiant clears their throat gently, grounding us back into the ceremony without breaking the spell. “It is time,” they say. Time. The word feels different today. Not a countdown, not a deadline. A beginning. I nod once. My best man steps forward quietly, placing the small velv
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Chapter: CHAPTER 196: GLOSS'S VOW.Gloss POV “And I’ll spend my life saving you back.” His words settle into me like sunlight through glass. For a second, I forget there are people around us. I forget the flowers, the aisle, the soft murmur of wind weaving through the open garden. I forget the chairs filled with friends, the distant sniffles, the way someone in the third row coughs quietly and tries to disguise it as a laugh. All I see is him. His hand still holds mine. His eyes are steady now, but there is a vulnerability in them I recognize, because I have seen it in quiet rooms, in long nights, in moments where the world felt too sharp and he let himself soften only with me. He finished speaking. Now it is my turn. My pulse thunders in my ears. I swallow, my throat suddenly dry despite the champagne I barely touched earlier. The officiant smiles gently, nodding toward me. I do not look at them. I look at him. This is not about the audience. This is not about the ceremony. It is about the space betwe
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Chapter: CHAPTER 195: DREAM'S VOW.Dream's POV The sun rises softly through the curtains. I wake before him. For a moment I forget what day it is. The light feels gentle, ordinary, the room quiet except for the steady rhythm of his breathing beside me. Then it settles. Today. I turn my head slightly to look at him. Gloss is still asleep, one hand resting loosely near my shoulder, hair falling across his forehead in a way he will pretend not to care about later. The early light touches his face first, warms the curve of his cheek, the line of his jaw. He looks peaceful. Unburdened. I stay still, not wanting to disturb the stillness. My chest feels full, not anxious like yesterday, not restless, just heavy with meaning. This is the day I stand in front of everyone and say what I have been living quietly for months. I slide carefully out of bed, moving slowly so I do not wake him. He stirs faintly but does not open his eyes. In the living room, the apartment is hushed. The city outside has not
Last Updated: 2026-03-07
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