Just like he had felt ten years ago, Shawn felt a pang of hurt and pain seeing Ivan making out with the woman he was sure was his fiancée. He hated that he felt this way with just one action from Ivan; this wasn't the new plan. The supposed plan was to ignore Ivan throughout the party, pretend he wasn't there, flaunt his fake boyfriend in his face unbothered, and head back to France like he never came. But it now looked as though the opposite was happening. Instead, it's Ivan flaunting his fiancée right in his face, kissing her passionately, knowing he might be watching, and fuck yes! He had been watching.He had been watching Ivan's every move ever since he laid eyes on him.He had been watching the way he smiled, his dimples appearing cutely on his cheeks.He had been watching the way he held the champagne glass. Heck! A silly thought had crossed his mind, hoping it was his cock Ivan was gripping that way instead."Get a grip of yourself, Shawn Maddox," he chastised himself, hating
"Thanks," he muttered softly, taking the glass of scotch from Shawn.They spent what felt like hours on end sipping and not saying a word. Even though Ivan yearned to hear Shawn's voice, his increasing madness stemmed from his desperate desire for Shawn to say anything, whatever it may be. Even if Shawn had nothing to contribute, Ivan hoped he would engage in conversation about the party or the drinks.Looking directly at Shawn felt daunting, prompting Ivan to swiftly gulp down the remains of his drink, forcing it down his throat and clearing his throat in anticipation of Shawn's response.Meanwhile, Shawn struggled to maintain composure externally, but internally, he was shaking. Standing next to him, Ivan's physical presence was palpable, as was the familiar scent of cologne that Shawn still realized had become Ivan's favorite. While discreetly sipping his drink, Shawn fought to conceal his trembling hand.He pondered what was going through Ivan's mind at that moment. Hoping he wou
Ivan allowed Shawn to take the lead. His mouth, teeth, and tongue dominated every nook and cranny of his own mouth. It felt as though Shawn could not get enough, as though he wanted more. He was desperate to suck in every taste of Ivan's mouth, desperate to eat him whole. Ivan's response matched Shawn's hunger.The way his finger scratched his back, the way he drew Shawn closer to himself, letting him feel his arousal, the way Shawn's hand slid through his hair and gripped it, sent a fiery fire of sensation rushing through Ivan from head to toe. Then he felt Shawn stiffen and his hands jerked away from Ivan like he had touched a scorching object.Shawn's heart almost dropped to the floor. What had he done? This was a mistake, everything! From the moment he accepted the invitation to attending the reunion party, it had been a huge mistake. A mistake he could have certainly avoided.Shawn pushed Ivan away from him, a shocked look on his face as they both stared at each other, lips red a
Ivan felt Sera's tightened grip on his arm bring him back to what was happening. The hall was now quiet, everyone looking at the couple. Ivan swallowed hard and turned to look at Sera, who gave him her signature smile. Then he looked at the waiting crowd and lifted the microphone towards his mouth. His eyes found Shawn again as he spoke, "Thank you, everyone. It brings me joy to see that you receive our announcement with great joy. Ever since Sera came into my life, I have never been the same. She has been amazing in so many ways that I can't imagine not spending my life with her. Asking Sera to marry me wasn't something I had to think about again and again. I knew she was the perfect woman for me..." Ivan swallowed the lump in his throat as his grip tightened on the microphone.He looked over at Sera and smiled at her as he continued, this time avoiding Shawn's gaze. "I fell in love with you, never felt anything like this with anyone. She completes me. She makes me feel like it's ti
Shawn gave Sera a clueless look as to what exactly she was talking about. He obviously hadn't met her, not even once, and he could swear on anything that he had not slept with her. It's not like he could vividly recognize the women he had slept with; she looked unfamiliar. There was no point in trying to rack his brain as to when and where she must have met him.Sera was still smiling and looking at Shawn. Suddenly, she realized the lost look on his face. "Oh. You might not really recognize me. We only met once during the company's dinner in the Netherlands. Your dad is also a partner in my dad's company. He introduced us. Do you now remember?" she asked, hoping there would be a flicker of remembrance in his face, but there was nothing.Shawn gave her an apologetic smile. "I am deeply sorry. Trust me, my father introduced me to a lot of his business partners and their inheritor, and I have lost count. I am glad to meet you for real, and I hope our partnership grows stronger. I would l
Shawn hastened his steps as he walked out of the hall, away from everyone and especially away from Ivan. He hated everything about tonight, it was like a worse nightmare, just like the ones he has every other night, the dreams he had tried to get rid of, and decided to confront the invader today in person, only for the wound to be reopened. Fresh. Bleeding.Ivan had not changed, not even for a minute.Does Ivan have any idea that he invades his dreams at night?Does the fucking liar have any idea that he hasn't stopped thinking about him even for once?And here he was, desperately kissing him and saying he doesn't like men.He had been a fool all along, a fool to think Ivan would have changed, to be bold enough to face his truth, not hiding like the coward he had been ten years ago.Shawn exhaled as he let the tears he had been holding back drop. He loosened the two upper buttons of his shirt as it felt as though it was choking him. Everything about tonight was choking him. The party
Ivan reached out, but rejection swept all over him as Shawn moved backward, not wanting him to touch him, Ivan's hand trembling, desperate to touch the one person who still held his heart captive. "Shawn, Alex, and I were never a thing in the first place. I never knew he was into boys and also liked me, we were just talking and he kissed me, I was too shocked to stop it until you came. You never gave me a chance to talk about it. You looked at me with anger and disgust, avoided me like a plague. That kiss opened my eyes and made me think things differently. It's my fault, I'm going to admit it, it's always been about me, about the paths I've been too terrified to tread. Dammit! I missed the little moment we had."The vulnerability in Ivan's voice mirrored Shawn's own, shattering the walls they had built between them. The magnetism that had drawn them together in their youth was stronger than ever, demanding their reconciliation. As if by an unspoken command, Ivan closed the physical
A small moan escaped Ivan's lips as Shawn's hot tongue touched his skin, armies of goosebumps erupted on every part of his skin, his heart pounded fiercely in his chest. The anticipation was killing him; the thought of someone walking towards their direction sent his nerves into overdrive."Shawn, stop," Ivan cried softly as Shawn bit down on the hollow of his neck. His tongue licked the exact spot he had just bitten."You haven't answered me yet," Shawn responded, his breath ragged, his eyes filled with fiery lust, hunger, and revenge. His hand grabbed Ivan's erection in a firm grip, massaging it until it got hard as iron. "Answer me, Ivan. Tell me to walk away, and this will be the last time you ever set your eyes on me."Ivan closed his eyes, his lips opened in a perfect O, his face displaying the sensations Shawn's expertly hands were giving him. His cock throb with need, precum weeping from it's tip "Don't stop, please," Ivan begged, buckling his hips towards Shawn. Soft cries of