ログインJordan Hayes never meant for one desperate lie to summon the devil himself. Disowned by his family for being gay, scraping by at a smoothie shop and dodging creeps at his night job, Jordan's life is already a nightmare. When a persistent harasser corners him, he blurts out the first thing that comes to mind: “He's my boyfriend.” The words summon Damien Voss—tall, lethal, and terrifyingly beautiful. The ruthless mafia heir doesn't just play along. He claims the title. Permanently. One fake boyfriend ploy becomes a dangerous game. Damien starts showing up everywhere: outside Jordan's apartment, waiting for his shift, calling him “boyfriend” with a smile that promises ruin. Every time Jordan tries to run, Damien pulls him closer—possessive, obsessive, and far too aware of Jordan's every fear, every scar. Jordan thought he was using a monster to scare off wolves. He was wrong. The monster wants to keep him. Now Damien has a plan: leverage Jordan to destroy his father's empire. And if Jordan fights back? Damien will break him. Or make him his—body, soul, and screams. In a city of neon and shadows, one lie binds them forever. Hi, boyfriend. Welcome to hell. Warning: 18+ Dark romance. Obsession, stalking, violence, power imbalance, trauma. Reader discretion strongly advised.
もっと見るJordan HayesTwo things I loved the most today — if you take out the surprise kiss I got from Damien earlier — was that we were having a good business day, and most of the customers were those who knew nothing about makeup.I loved helping new people get familiar with the colorful world of makeup. I always loved the delightful look they always pulled on whenever I showed them that there were more to makeup than just mascara and lipstick.This guy that was with me right now, Dave, came here to get makeup for his girlfriend as a gift and he knew little to nothing about makeup.He had been following me around the store for the past thirty minutes as I showed him different things he could get for his girlfriend and she would love it.
Damien VossAll I had to do today was boring clerical shit. Sitting behind an office desk, staring at the monitor and going through reports, documents and accounts and… Shit!I hated work that didn’t require violence. That was why I always pushed office work to one side until I couldn’t ignore them anymore.Before, I would have taken my time, using half of the day glaring at the system before I got to actual work, but today was different.As soon as I clocked in after dropping Jordan off at the smoothie shop, all I wanted to do was to get today’s work over with. I didn’t waste any second before I got to work and worked on the files like a fucking pro.My hand unconsciously flew to my lips and I bit down on my lower lip, grinning as I shook my head. I didn’t believe I actually kissed Jordan, right in the open in front of his work place.“Okay, I have gut.” I chuckled, dragging my bottom lip into my mouth and sucked on it.The way Jordan rushed into the shop and he forced himself out of
Jordan HayesWaking up to an empty space beside me on the bed each morning, after Carlos had come over to my place, was no longer a new thing. But I didn’t know why I was feeling a pang of sadness this morning when I woke up to find Carlos gone.Last night, before we went to bed, Carlos had told me he was sick and tired of his father and that he would love to move in with me — just for a short term.Even though he wouldn’t tell me why he suddenly wanted to move out of his father’s house after refusing to leave all this while, it made me wonder just how bad things were for him at home.I was indebted to Carlos for everything he had done for me when I had newly sent out from home. So, I had decided to help him in every way I could. And if moving in with me was the only way I could help, then I had no reason to deny him that grace.I could do with a roommate, and what made it even more appealing was that my roommate would be none other than my best friend.“I hope he’s okay,” I groaned
014: You’re My FavouriteDamien VossThe car was beginning to suffocate me. I hated how small it suddenly felt. I couldn’t wait to get to my penthouse and get the fuck out of this damn thing I used to love.I pulled into the parking lot and jumped out like my ass was on fire. I ripped my shirt open as I stormed toward the elevator.“That stupid idiot son of a gun,” I hissed, slamming my fist against the elevator buttons when the damn doors took forever to open.The elevator finally dinged. I stepped into my living room. All I wanted was a bottle of whiskey — maybe two. Shower, sleep, and forget about that stupid boy and his stupid mole.“Look who’s back?” The annoying voice of Nathan, my second brother, yelled from the kitchen.If I didn’t love him so much, I would have put a bullet in his damn skull the second he stepped out.Forget about him. Ignore that bastard and go to bed. Don’t let him ruin your mood more than it already is.“You know I keep telling you to fill up your fridge,
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