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Chapter 2: Monday's Silence

Author: Author Rex
last update publish date: 2026-06-12 21:17:29

Monday morning hit like a freight train. Dominic dragged himself out of bed after a sleepless night, his body still sore in places that reminded him exactly what had happened two days ago.

Every shift of his hips brought back flashes—Kyle’s breath hot against his neck, the way his fingers had dug into Dominic’s shoulders, the broken sounds he made when Dominic pushed inside him.

It should have been everything. Instead, it felt like a wound that wouldn’t stop bleeding.

He skipped breakfast
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