Novels by Done Ckay

Adrian’s POVTwo years had passed since everything had settled between us. Life was calmer, happier, but still busy in the way that comes with building something meaningful. Ethan had grown so much in his career as a photographer. His eye for detail, his creativity, and the way he captured emotions in every frame had made him highly sought after. I watched him work on shoots for our label’s artists, adjusting lights, framing shots, and directing models—and I felt proud in a way I couldn’t explain.I had grown tired of letting other people control my career, my choices, and my life. So I decided to start my own record label—and this time, I wanted Ethan to co-join me. Not just as my partner, but as a professional partner whose creativity would shape the company’s identity.“Are you sure about this?” Daniel asked one afternoon as we sat in his office, signing contracts. “Starting a label is a huge responsibility.”“I’m sure,” I said, glancing at Ethan, who le

Ethan’s POVThe morning light was soft, spilling across the bed where Adrian and I lay tangled together. I stirred slightly, feeling his arms still wrapped around me. There was a warmth there that made the world feel quiet, safe, and like nothing could touch us.Adrian shifted slightly, his lips brushing my hair as he murmured, “Morning… sleepyhead.”I smiled against his chest. “Morning… you’re warm.”He chuckled, a low, comforting sound, and tightened his hold just a little. “Good. That’s the plan.”We stayed like that for a few moments, neither of us moving. I played with the sleeve of his shirt, teasing him lightly. “You know,” I said softly, “I could get used to mornings like this.”“I’d like that,” he replied, his voice husky but gentle. “No alarms, no rushing… just us.”I tilted my head up and looked at him, catching his gaze. The soft expression in his eyes made my chest swell. “Promise me,” I whispered, “we’ll keep mornings like this

Ethan’s POVTwo days passed quietly.The first day was still hard. I didn’t want to leave the apartment, and Adrian didn’t try to make me. He stayed with me the whole time. We watched random movies, barely talked, and he kept asking if I needed anything every few minutes.But by the second day, things started to feel normal again.Not completely normal… just better.That morning, I woke up before him. The room was calm, sunlight coming through the curtains softly. Adrian was still asleep beside me, one arm stretched across the bed like he had been trying to hold onto me even in his sleep.I watched him for a moment and smiled without.He looked peaceful, no tension in his face, just calm.I slowly moved closer and rested my head on his shoulder.He woke up almost immediately.“Ethan?” he said quietly, still half asleep.“I’m not going anywhere,” I said with a small smile.That made him smile too, and the tension in hi

Adrian’s POV The police lights were still flashing outside the warehouse, but I didn’t really see them. All I could feel was Ethan’s hand holding onto my shirt like he was scared I would disappear.“Adrian… don’t leave me,” he whispered quietly.“I’m not going anywhere,” I said immediately. “I’m right here. I’m not leaving you again.”He nodded, but he didn’t let go.We sat in the back of the police car for a few minutes while the officers spoke to Daniel and the detective. Ethan stayed very quiet beside me. His fingers were still holding onto my sleeve tightly.I looked at him carefully. His eyes looked tired, but also distant, like his mind was still inside that room.“Ethan,” I said softly. “You’re safe now, look at me.”He slowly turned his head. The moment his eyes met mine, something inside him finally broke.He didn’t cry loudly. He just leaned forward and buried his face in my chest, holding onto me like he was scared

Adrian’s POV The detective called again later that afternoon.This time, his voice sounded different, more serious and certain.“We found the van,” he said.My heart jumped immediately. “Where?”“It wasn’t stolen,” he replied. “It was borrowed. A small vehicle rental place about twenty minutes from the studio. They still have the paperwork.”I grabbed my keys before the call even ended. Daniel followed without saying a word. Neither of us spoke during the drive. The silence in the car felt heavier than anything else.The rental place was small, almost hidden between two other buildings. The detective was already there when we arrived, talking to the man behind the counter.“That’s him,” the detective said quietly when he saw us. “The owner. He remembers the person who borrowed the van.”I stepped closer, my hands already clenched.“Who took it?” I asked.The man behind the counter hesitated, looking uncomfortable. “Two me

Adrian’s POV I couldn’t slept.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the same thing — the studio, the chair pushed back too far, the light stand on the floor, the silence that didn’t feel normal. The more I thought about it, the worse it became.Daniel arrived early in the morning, and the moment he saw me, he stopped walking.“Adrian…” he said quietly. “You look like you haven’t slept at all.”“I haven’t,” I replied. “Did you find someone?”He nodded. “Yes. A private detective. He’s coming now.”The detective arrived twenty minutes later.He introduced himself simply and didn’t waste time asking unnecessary questions. He just listened carefully while I explained everything — when I last saw Ethan, how he went to the studio, how his phone stopped going through, and what I saw when I got there.When I finished, he nodded once.“Take me to the studio,” he said.We went together.The moment he stepped inside, he didn’t spe