LOGINDOMINATING! CONTROL! OBSESSION! CONQUERING! In a twisted game of power and submission, childhood enemies Logan and Gavin engage in a delicate game of possession and control. When Logan's family falls into the problem of facing bankruptcy, he's forced to swallow his pride and seek help from the one person he's always despised. Gavin Slade. Gavin however, sees this as the perfect opportunity to exact revenge on his long time enemy. With each problem Logan faces, Gavin appears as a black knight, but at a price Logan might not be willing to pay, a price to satisfy Gavin’s twisted desires. As the stakes escalate, Logan finds himself trapped in a web of dependence, with Gavin holding the reins. But beneath the surface of their antagonistic relationship, a spark of attraction flickers to life with each encounter deepening their erotic desires. Desires Logan swore he would never have. As Logan's feelings grow increasingly complicated, he begins to question whether Gavin's ultimate goal is to destroy him or to claim him as his own. Will they find redemption in each other, or will their toxic dynamic prove to be their downfall? In this tale of obsession and control, the lines between love and hate are blurred, and the true nature of possession is revealed. Can Logan and Gavin find a way to break free from their destructive patterns, or will they remain forever bound in a cycle of desire and domination?
View More~ Logan’s POV ~My heart was practically tap dancing in my chest. It was today. Today was the day. My wedding day. My wedding with Gavin. A silly, goofy grin felt permanently plastered to my face, and every time I looked in the mirror, it just widened.Peter had been surprisingly invested. I still remember his dramatic sigh when I first mentioned needing a suit, only for him to drag me to some ridiculously expensive boutique three weeks ago to get suits. "Darling you need to look royal," he complained as he picked up fabrics. In the end, he chose a dark blue suit that actually made me look… well, royal. He said going for white was too basic. And this morning, he was here earlier, buzzing around my hotel room like an over caffeinated hummingbird."Logan, for the love of all that is holy, are you even dressed yet?" he shrieked, barging in for the tenth time in the last hour. "The ceremony starts in an hour! Gavin's already there, probably a nervous wreck, and you're still fiddling wit
It’s been a few months now and I must say, it has been the happiest for me. Peter had, quite simply, moved in. Or rather, I hadn't let him leave. The house felt hollow without his easy laughter, and the mornings dull without the aroma of his coffee brewing. Even the incessant meows of his three ridiculously fluffy cats, had become a comforting soundtrack to my days. They had taken quite a liking to me too, much to Peter’s amusement who thought they wouldn’t like me, especially Claws. They would often choose to nap on my lap while I tried to work on my laptop.Our days were so comfortable. I still went to the office, the pressures of work feeling somehow lighter knowing Peter would be waiting for me at home. He would often text me throughout the day, sending silly memes or asking about my progress even while still at work. Evenings were the best. Sometimes, I would come home to the tantalizing smell of something delicious Peter had whipped up in the kitchen. He genuinely loved to cook,
My jaw clenched as my damn phone started ringing, tearing me away from the warmth of Peter's embrace. Reluctantly, I pulled back as I answered the call."What?" I snapped curtly without even checking the caller ID."Sir," my secretary's voice said through the speaker. She sounded troubled too. "I just received a call.. your father is..well his health has deteriorated significantly. You need to come home immediately."I was quiet for a while as I processed the information."I'm on my way," I finally managed, I hung up without another syllable.Peter's brow was furrowed with concern, his hand reaching out to gently touch my arm. "What is it Alex? What's wrong?""It's my father. His condition… it's gotten worse. I have to go.""I'll come with you," Peter said immediately, I shook my head because there was no way I was going to allow that. "No Peter. You can't. You don't understand… my father… he's… vehemently homophobic. It won't be pleasant if he..."But Peter's jaw was set stubbornly
~ Alexander’s POV ~It’s been fourteen agonizing days since the light had been stolen from Peter’s eyes. It felt like an eternity, a cruel suspension of time where the only constant thing was the fear that his eyes might never open again. Everything else became so insignificant to me. The company, deals, every single thing, I abandoned it all, and I was basically living in the hospital. I felt alien to anything else but the beeping of the machines that kept Peter’s fragile body alive.I didn’t want him to remain in the public ward so I had him moved swiftly to a private hospital, two weeks ago in a VIP ward, where the best doctors and nurses could attend to him. Every morning, I would arrive before dawn to watch over him. I would gently bathe him, clean him careful around the bandages. Then I would comb his messy hair. I didn’t want the nurses to do it. I wanted to do it myself. Seeing Peter like this made me so mad and I regretted listening to Gavin’s weak suggestion of dumping Ja
“We can finally live the life we deserve Peter.” Her voice pricked at my ear drums.Her touch felt like a violent burn, as if I had grasped hot metal. I recoiled instantly, yanking my hand away with an irritated expression. I could feel my skin crawl and itch all at the same time. My heart was the
Who the hell...? I glanced around the car, as I couldn’t get the feeling of being watched out of my mind. The sudden thunk of the car door opening jolted me. Gavin slid into the driver's seat, his presence filling the small space. My breath hitched. "Jesus! Gavin," I muttered, my voice tight.He l
The prickling sensation on the back of my neck intensified as I slowly turned around, the silence stretching out like a drawn bowstring, with the arrow about to be released. But before I could complete the rotation, before I could confirm the presence of whatever was lurking behind me, the blare of
I needed...cleansing. And only one person could do it. Logan. Just seeing him, hearing his voice, should scrub away everything. Maybe. I showered quickly, threw on a crisp shirt, and some pants, I snatched my phone and dailed my guy, demanding Logan's location."He just arrived at his office sir,"






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