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19. SCAR
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2025-12-26 23:13:18
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MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) 6. 5 YEARS LATER (THE END)
IVAN'S POV The platinum band sat heavy on my ring finger, catching the pale morning light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows of our penthouse. Thirty-three years old. Senior partner at Romanov Law Firm. On paper, my life looked like a masterclass in cold, calculated precision, the kind of immaculate image people expected when they heard my last name. They didn't see the ghosts that built it. Standing in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the sharp lapels of my tailored suit, I let my gaze drift past my own reflection to the massive marble bust resting on a pedestal in the corner of the dressing room. My jawline. My eyes. Carved with a terrifying, reverent accuracy that only one pair of hands in the world could achieve. Keith King. The prodigy of the modern art world. Critics wrote essays trying to decode the raw, suffocating intensity of his work, entirely oblivious to the fact that every exhibition, every gallery opening, every million-dollar piece of s
MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) 5. MISSED ME?
IVAN ROMANOV'S POVThe cold air hits my skin first, waking me from a heavy, synthetic fog.My eyes snap open. It’s dark, probably around two in the morning. The only illumination comes from a sharp beam of moonlight cutting through a high window, washing over my face. I try to move my hands, but the harsh scrape of coarse rope bites into my wrists. I look down. I’m completely naked, my limbs securely tied to the heavy iron frame of a bed in a room I don't recognize.I try to pull against the restraints, but my muscles feel like lead. The exhaustion is overwhelming, a lingering side effect of whatever drug he used to knock me out in the woods."Is anyone there?" I call out.My voice only echoes off the bare walls, hollow and empty. Then, through the silence, I hear the slow, rhythmic drip, drip, drip of water from a nearby tap. A dark, twisted certainty settles in my chest. I know exactly who it is. Who else would be insane enough to kidnap Ivan Romanov?My mind drifts back to when he
MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) 4. DARK FOREST
IVAN ROMANOV'S POVThe taste of the escort's lipstick hasn’t even faded from my mouth when the heavy oak door of the VIP suite violently bursts open."Mr. Romanov! You need to get out! There's a fire!" One of the club's security guards screams, his face pale and drenched in sweat, a thick column of grey smoke already billowing in behind him.The girl doesn't even wait for my permission. She shrieks, scrambling off my lap so fast she trips over her own heels, running past the guard and out into the corridor without looking back.I sit frozen for a fraction of a second, staring at the doorway. A fire? In a high-end, heavily fortified establishment like Noir? For a split second, my eyes dart back to the hidden camera in the molding. Can he really do it? Did that little psychopath actually just set a building on fire to interrupt a kiss?There’s no time to rationalize it. The acrid smell of burning plastic and wood hits my nose, and the smoke thickens, burning my throat. I don't have time
MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) 3. BAR
IVAN'S POVThe penthouse office smells of stale espresso and my father’s impending stroke.For forty-eight hours, the Romanov empire has been operating on pure, unadulterated chaos. My older brother, Nikolai, the golden boy who was supposed to shoulder the weight of this family, went and got himself married out of nowhere. No warning. No strategic alliance. Just a sudden, reckless leap that left the family business fractured and my father absolutely unhinged.And Jeremy has completely checked out to deal with his new obsession towards his secretary, the entire weight of the firm has dropped squarely onto my shoulders. I’ve been pulling consecutive night shifts, drowning in spreadsheets, and cleaning up the collateral damage of my father's rage. Three of our top executives resigned this morning alone after getting shredded in the boardroom, and to top it all off, a massive legal case just landed on my desk, threatening to blow a hole through our latest acquisition.By midnight, the wal
MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) 2. STATUE
KEITH KING'S POVThe studio is dead silent, save for the rhythmic, grinding rasp of my chisel against marble.Scratch. Pause.Scratch.I tilt my head, the midday sunlight streaming through the massive glass windows and catching the dust motes dancing around my creation. The room is crowded with shapes—abstract figures, half-formed limbs, forgotten projects—but none of them matter.Only this one.I step closer, my fingertips lightly brushing a layer of white powder from the statue’s sharp jawline. A faint smile slips onto my face.Beautiful. Not perfect yet, but close. So close.My eyes trace the features I have memorized down to the millimeter. The strong jaw, the piercing, aristocratic structure, the subtle, deceptive dimples. It is the face of a man who looks entirely untouchable.Ivan Romanov.Most artists spend a lifetime hunting for a muse. I found mine when I was just a child. My angel. My purpose. The only person in the world who ever looked at me and didn't see a problem waiti
MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) SEASON 2 (IVAN ROMANOV X KEITH KING) - SHORT STORY
The judge’s final words didn't register. They didn't need to. They were just the predictable, bureaucratic period at the end of a sentence I had spent six months writing.Across the aisle, the opposing counsel looked like a man who had survived a car crash only to realize his insurance had lapsed. His client had the dazed, hyperventilating expression of the newly pardoned. I didn't smile. I didn't congratulate myself. I simply closed my manila folder with a single, sharp motion.Another victory. Another fire extinguished. Another afternoon spent scrubbing the blood and stupidity off someone else’s hands."Congratulations, Mr. Romanov."A junior associate offered me a nervous, desperate-to-impress smile as he held open the heavy wooden door. I didn't slow down. I gave him a microscopic nod, just enough to acknowledge he was taking up physical space, and stepped out into the echoing marble corridor.The elevator doors hadn't even finished closing before the phone in my breast pocket beg
MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) 4. AN ASASSIN
DMITRI ROMANOV'S POVI step out of the crowded hall, the bright lights and pulsating music fading behind me. The cool evening air envelops me, a welcome respite from the chaos inside. I glance around, my eyes scanning the dimly lit corridor, as I pull out my phone to answer the incoming call."Sir,
MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) 3. THE FIRST EYE CONTACT
SPENCER HAYES'S POVI adjusted the delicate straps of Annika's gown, ensuring they lay perfectly on her shoulders. My hands moved with precision, a symphony of touches to bring out the best in my design."Relax, Annika," I whispered, soothing her nerves. "You're going to own that runway."Annika's g
MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) 2. DMITRI ROMANOV
DMITRI ROMANOV'S POV"You think this will work?" Nikolai, the youngest one of our triplet brother trio, said in his devilish tone."Of course, have any of my plans flopped till now?" I said while playing with my Rubik's Cube."Hmm... But there is a difficulty: I don't know anything about Denver's ho
MY LITTLE PRINCE (MxM) 1. SPENCER HAYES
SPENCER HAYES'S POV"Ahhh...""Ahhh... You feel too good, Spencer.""Ahhh... Fuck... I am coming..."With this he came. I took a sigh.Ahhhhhhhh ... He was too bad. Like, how could you be so bad in bed? I think my luck is not with me. Past few days I have been encountering cheap men like him.Su
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