LOGIN“You’re getting engaged tomorrow.” My father said blandly as if he was talking about the weather. But that wasn't my problem. The problem is I’ve only met the girl once… and I don’t even like girls. No one knows I’m gay. Not even my father. So, the night before the big party, I did something stupid. I went to a bar. I got drunk. And I kissed a stranger. He was hot and dangerous in the best way. We had a one night stand. One night. That’s all it was supposed to be. Until the next day... when he walked into my engagement party. My fiancée turned to me and smiled. “Meet my brother.” I looked at him, frozen. And then he said, with a smirk— “Nice to meet you.” My heart dropped. This wasn’t just a one-night mistake anymore. Now, it’s the beginning of something dangerous... and maybe something real. Something I wanted.
View MoreEvery Damn TimeThe hospital hallways had a slight scent of antiseptic and warm tea, which was both scary and comforting at the same time. There was a faint hum of machines behind the walls as Damian and Eliot sat with their fingers crossed in the waiting room. It had been hours since the ambulance brought Leo and Lila in, and those hours had become awful. Eliot put his head on Damian's shoulder. His eyes were red from crying, but they were still wide with hope. The doctor finally came out and took off his mask with a tired but calm smile. Eliot jumped up so quickly that the chair hit the ground behind him. Damian also stood up. His heart was beating so fast that it felt like each beat was going to rip his chest open. It was like a soft balm when the doctor told them that Leo and Lila were safe and that their injuries were not as bad as they thought. With rest, medicine, and time, they would get better. Damian put his arm around Eliot and held him steady as the world went back
AftermathDamian’s POVThe drive was the longest drive of my life. The city lights blurred past the window, every flicker of lighting and every passing shadow pulling my chest tighter. Eliot sat beside me in the passenger seat, his silence louder than any word. His hands rested on his knees, clenched so hard that his knuckles were white. He had a soft glow on his face from the console, but it didn't cover up the fear in his eyes.My grip on the steering wheel ached, my fingers were stiff, jaw locked. I couldn't help but keep looking at him, wanting to reach out, to tell him it would be okay. But the words felt like lies. How could I promise him safety when we were driving straight into Vera’s hands? The photo of Leo and Lila burned in my head, the ropes, their pale faces. Their lives were hanging by a thread every second we wasted.The road got narrower, and the city gave way to a stretch of empty buildings by the docks. The address from Vera's message showed up on my GPS as a half-ob
One Last BattleDamian’s POVThe house was dark when I returned, but I could see the faint glow of a lamp through the living room curtains. I stopped at the door and put my hand on the wood to listen to the silence. Everything I had been through that day, Aaron's broken words, the cold silence of my dad's grave, and the shadow that kept following me around in my mind ached in my chest. For a moment, I almost didn’t want to step inside. Home was supposed to be peaceful, yet tonight I felt like I was dragging every ghost I had ever known through the door with me.When I finally pushed the door open, the familiar scent of cedar and faint vanilla candles wrapped around me. Eliot was sitting on the couch wrapped in a soft blanket. He had a book on his lap, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He wasn’t reading anymore. His eyes flicked up when I walked in. They were soft and searching, like he had been waiting for the sound of my return the whole time.You’re late,” he said quietly.
One Last SecretDamian’s POV I couldn't fall asleep the night before I went to see him. The letter sat on the nightstand like it was alive, whispering my name in the dark. Eliot's steady warmth pressed against me as I turned in bed, his arm around my waist. He was soundly asleep, his lips slightly parted, and his chest rose up and down in a rhythm that should have calmed me down. But I kept thinking about the few lines that Aaron had carefully written: "I don’t expect forgiveness. But I need you to know I’m trying to change.”By dawn, I had given up on sleeping. I got dressed in silence and walked through the house as if the walls could question my decision. My reflection in the hallway mirror stopped me for a moment, I could hardly recognize the man staring back. I had tired eyes, a stiff jaw, and a weight on my face. I pressed my palms on the cool surface and whispered, “Why am I still letting him do this to me?”But I knew the answer. Closure. The kind that never happens in lett
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