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Quin's POVI stood across from the townhouse for a long time.Long enough to map every window. Long enough to figure out about the lights and work out which rooms they were coming from.The curtains on the ground floor moved briefly. Someone was definitely home.I saw two guys that looked like security personnel walking out of the building and I quickly pretended to be a passerby.When I was sure they were gone I quickly went back to surveying the building.I checked for cameras first. There was one above the front door, angled to cover the main entrance and the immediate pavement in front of it. Standard residential setup. Nothing sophisticated. So I moved along the side of the street carefully, staying out of its direct line, and checked the side of the building from a distance.No cameras on the side wall. One at the back corner, but positioned to cover the rear garden rather than the street approach.I looked at the building for another minute.Something felt off. I couldn't locat

Quin's POVThe first address Jake sent me to was a commercial building on the east side of the city.It was a four storey structure that housed what appeared to be a series of offices connected to one of Aiden's investment fronts. The lights on the upper floors were still on when I arrived, which meant people were still working, which meant it wasn't the kind of place you brought someone you had taken off a street without their consent.I stood across from it for two minutes anyway.Then I walked the perimeter slowly, everywhere I could. But I found nothing that indicates he could have been brought here.I called Jake."The first address is clean," I said. "It's a working office. He's not here.""I figured that one was unlikely," Jake said. "I sent it because it was registered to the same shell company as the townhouse and I wanted you to have the full picture.""Next time give me the most likely first," I said."You said send all three.""Jake.""Moving on." I could hear him typing.

Tyler's POV I opened my eyes slowly and the first thing I noticed was the ugly ceiling . The colour was weird as hell. I stared at it for a long moment without moving, letting my brain catch up with the rest of me. The side of my neck ached. more like a deep persistent throb that started just below my left ear and radiated downward into my shoulder. I remembered the hand closing around my arm. The street lights blurring at the edges. Then I remembered Aiden's voice.I told you I'd be back.I tried to sit up. But then I realised my wrists were tied.I slowly brought my head down. My hands were in my lap, bound together at the wrists with something that felt like a zip tie. The moment I tested it, pulling my hands apart instinctively, it bit into my skin, sending the pain straight to my head. I tried my best to stay calm, inhaling and exhaling. Using every last strength in me to push the panic away. It was working but I didn't know how long it would last. The room was

Quin's POVAfter working, I picked up my phone only to realise I had spent more time than we agreed. It was forty minutes later, yet he wasn't back from his walk.I didn't think too much about it at first. Maybe he decided to add an extra ten minutes.I sent a quick text to Billie, to know how she's doing.Sup sis. Hope you're good?Just checking in.Then I decided to dial his number but it went to voicemail mail.We didn't fight or anything, which meant he wasn't trying to ignore my calls. so I should be able to reach him without effort.I put the phone down and picked it back up twice before I caught myself doing it and set it on the desk again.I walked to the window instead and looked out at the street below. People moving around like every normal day after after work.I told myself he had stopped somewhere. Lost track of time.I stood very still for a moment with the phone in my hand.Something was wrong.Tyler wasn't one to ignore calls. Especially mine.After about an hour of p

Tyler's POV The whole weekend thing ended better than I had expected, and it went well except for the Billie situation that still got him worried. Leaving was easier than arriving. Don't get me wrong. Like I said, the weekend was better than I expected. Quin's parents were surprisingly tolerable. His mother kept finding reasons to talk to me, asking questions about work, what I liked to eat, whether Quin remembered to rest between meetings. His father was still stiff, but he didn't go out of his way to make me feel like an outsider either. He even cracked a small smile when I stood my ground about the ketchup and pancakes situation.Small victories.But watching Billie through the whole visit left something sitting quietly in my chest that I couldn't shake. One would call it and empty feeling or something. She hugged me before we left. It was warm and welcoming. "Take care of him," she said quietly into my shoulder."I'll try," I replied honestly. She pulled back an

Quin's POV Breakfast ended without any more hiccups, but I couldn't stop thinking about Billie's face. The bruise she tried too hard to hide, she's one of the most careful people I know so it couldn't have been whatever she said it was. The way she flinched slightly when Mum touched her cheek was something too. Billie was the notorious one so that was totally weird. I needed to talk to her alone, because I have so many questions to ask. The opportunity came when Tyler and my parents moved to the living room and Julian disappeared somewhere upstairs. Billie stayed behind in the dining room, pretending to help clear the table even though the housekeeper was already handling it. I walked back in quietly and closed the door behind me. She stiffened immediately. "Don't even start," she said before I could even open my mouth. "I haven't said anything yet." "You don't have to. I know that face too well." She picked up a glass and set it down again without any real purpose. "Yo

SIX YEARS LATERAlexander's povlife was more quiet and peaceful in the best way possible. The ocean stretched endlessly in front of us, a beautiful sight to behold. The waves rolled in with patience, cresting and collapsing against the shore in a rhythmic way. I’d learned to admire that kind of consistency—the kind that didn’t demand, didn’t take more than it gave. It just existed.I sat on the warm sand beside Ethan, our shoulders brushing, close enough that I could feel the heat of him even with the sea breeze cutting through the afternoon air. The sun hung low but bright, painting everything in gold. The smell of salt and sunscreen and something sweet—probably the popsicles Jesse and Jane had abandoned halfway through—mixed together until it felt like summer had taken on a physical form.Our children were a few feet away, deeply engaged in what appeared to be a very serious argument over a plastic shovel.Jesse had sand smeared across his knees and one cheek, his curls damp with

I sat in the car, watching the video I’d recorded of my Father's brother. I refused to let him get to me, and I didn’t give two fucks what Ethan and his guys did to him. Whatever it was, he had it coming. After watching the video, I put on some music to keep myself occupied while I waited for Ethan. Almost an hour later, I saw him step out of the cabin, looking like a complete sex god—sleeves rolled up, showing off his veiny hands, his hair sleek like he’d just finished styling it. “I am so fucking lucky to have him,” I muttered to myself. I knew I wouldn’t be telling him that anytime soon. He got into the car through the driver’s side, and I welcomed him with a warm smile. “Hey, you.” “Hey,” he smiled back. “You good?” “Yeah, I am,” I answered. He leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. “Forward the video to me,” he said. “I’ll send it to my team so they can post it anonymously. We don’t want the police interrupting our vacation.” “Oh? Are we on vacation now?” “Of

I woke up with a slight headache and a heavy body draped over me—Alex. He slept peacefully, half of his naked body sprawled across mine, his head resting on my chest.I tried to move him carefully, but he stirred and woke instead.“Where are you going?” he asked, his voice thick with sleep.“To the bathroom. You want to join me?”“No, thank you,” he murmured.I managed to roll out from under him and went to the bathroom, finished my business, then came back to find Alex already asleep again.“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered.I walked back to the bed. He was wrapped in the blanket, so I pulled it away, exposing his morning wood.Well, if he wasn’t going to wake up like a normal person, I’d have to improvise. I climbed back on the bed , positioned my head above his hard dick, I lowered my head and took him into my mouth, going straight to the back of my throat. I began to bob my head up and down, wetting his dick with my saliva. He was definitely faking sleep now. I could tell

Ethan took off his clothes slowly, while his eyes were on me. He stood graciously with a perfect body, and a big veiny dick , that gets me wondering every time if it would fit in or not. He stepped closer and the way his erect dick moved made my mouth watered even more, and the urge to take him into my mouth came strong. I didn't think so, I just went down on my knees at once. My knees connected with the wooden door harder than I wanted it to but I ignored the sting and went straight for my reward. I ran my tongue slowly from the base to the tip of the dick. "Christ!" He gasped. He ran his fingers through my hair, tugging gently before letting go. I flicked my tongue over his tip, tasting him first, then took him into my mouth. “Mmm,” I moaned at the taste. He let out a low shaky breath, thumb brushing my cheek as if grounding himself. The air between us thickened, charged with unspoken want. I took him down my throat , as far as I could take him then paused. The moment I b

I noticed Ethan stopped talking and stared at his phone like it offended him. I tried to take a peak at what he was looking at, but he moved his phone away before I could even see what he was looking at. "Are you hiding something from me?" I asked playfully but he went stiff under me. "You're too nosy for me to hide anything from you. " He smiled tugging me closer. His smile was fake. I could tell. And right then he gave Noah a look that said something was wrong. But I've decided to trust him , so I was willing to wait for him to tell me whatever it was. His phone lit up again, but this time it was a call. He moved me gently from his lap onto the couch. "I need to take this call." He announced. He gestured with his head for Noah to follow him. They both left, leaving me and Aiden behind. "Am I the only one who thinks that's kinda weird." I asked Aiden pointing towards the exit Ethan and Noah took. "Definitely not, I think something is wrong but they probably want to work it o

Alex and I slept in, unbelievable. I tried waking him twice and his lazy ass refused to leave the bed. He must have been exhausted, dealing with his family— thank goodness his Father was no longer frustrating him and forcing him to go on blind dates.So I just let him sleep in and besides I haven't slept much in a while either.I woke up again after like an hour. I lay beside him , and stared at his face admiring how pretty and handsome my man is. After about five minutes I woke him up by literally dragging him out of bed to the bathroom for him to take a shower and get him ready for the visit to the other cabin to make the video recording from his uncle—after which he had to make a video coming out to the whole freaking world."I can't believe I'm about to do this" he announced for the tenth time while getting ready. He did look nervous. His hand shaking slightly."You can still change your mind, you know that right?""Yes I do. But I'm not changing my mind" I walked up to him adjust