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Two Seventy Five
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2026-05-04 02:45:46
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My Enemy [BL] Two Seventy Seven
Before I could muster a token protest, I was being pulled forward through the crowd, Rowan dragged along beside me like he’d become just another accessory to the evening’s agenda. The music swelled around us again, the hum of polished laughter and expensive confidence closing in, and I felt that familiar knot of anxiety tighten in my chest until it was hard to breathe.We stopped at the first group, men in tailored suits that probably cost more than my tuition, women draped in silk and diamonds that sparkled like tiny stars, all of them smiling with that practiced ease of folks who had been doing this their whole lives.Names were tossed around too quickly for me to catch half of them, hands shaken, compliments exchanged like currency. I nodded when expected, smiled when someone looked at me expectantly, but the words blurred together, slipping by without sticking. With every introduction, my shoulders grew tense, my grip tightening on my phone in my pocket as if that were the only th
My Enemy [BL] Two Seventy Six
We didn’t stick around in the hallway longer than we had to. The heaviness of what we had just agreed to...dragging Frank into this chaos, aiming for Willow Haven, crossing that unspoken border we couldn’t ever go back on, felt like it was crushing my chest, making it impossible to just stand still.I could tell Rowan felt it too; he was already heading back into Logan’s suite with those swift, precise movements of his, like a soldier snapped back into formation after dodging a bullet."Okay," he said quietly, his voice low and intense as he gave the room one last look. "We need to put everything back. Exactly as it was. Not a drawer out of place, not a wrinkle on the pillows."I nodded, adrenaline racing through me like bad coffee, making my fingers tingle as I crossed the carpet and started to smooth out the bedspread we’d messed up in our frantic search. I fluffed the pillows into perfect, hotel-grade alignment, pressing them down until they looked untouched.Rowan was meticulous w
My Enemy [BL] Two Seventy Five
He let go of my wrist, running both hands through his dark hair, making it stand up in messy tufts that somehow made him look younger and more vulnerable. "Atlas, he’s your ex. Your charming, well-connected, still-so-into-you ex. And you’re asking me...asking us, to trust him with my mother’s death. With everything we’ve been after for months. With you."Guilt twisted in my chest because he wasn’t wrong, not at all."I know," I replied quickly, reaching out to grab the sleeve of his tux before he could walk away again. "And I’m sorry. I should’ve warned you better, should’ve talked it through instead of just... throwing him into the mix like that. I panicked. He walked in, saw everything, and when I realized he wasn’t going to call security, I just...I panicked and told him the truth. It felt like the only option we had left."He paused long enough to look me in the eyes, the anger there shifting to something more complicated, hurt, protectiveness, exhaustion, maybe even a bit of fear
My Enemy [BL] Two Seventy Four
For a moment, none of us said a word. The only sound breaking the silence in that long, quiet executive hallway was the soft, measured rhythm of our footsteps...three of us moving awkwardly together, trying not to make too much noise.It felt like any raised voice might shatter the fragile truce we’d just managed to establish. The thick carpet absorbed most of the sound, but I could still feel each step of my dress shoes echoing in my chest like a heartbeat counting down to whatever disaster awaited us next.My heart was still racing from the shock of Frank walking in on us, and now, here we were, leaving Logan’s empty suite like guilty teens caught raiding the liquor cabinet at some swanky party.Frank was the first to break away from the group. He slowed, then came to a stop altogether, shoving his hands deep into the pockets of his tux pants in that classic rich-boy way that somehow looked both casual and defensive. He faced us, shoulders squared but his eyes were softer than I exp
My Enemy [BL] Two Seventy Three
Rowan turned to me, his expression a mix of betrayal and exasperation, as if I’d just suggested we invite a vampire to a garlic festival. "Atlas—""He’s Logan’s nephew," I pressed, meeting Rowan’s eyes. "If anyone understands how he thinks, it’s Frank. What if we’re fumbling in the dark and he’s the flashlight we need?"Frank crossed his arms again, ever the skeptic, eyeing us both cautiously, but I caught a flicker of curiosity beneath the doubt."And why should I care?" he asked, bewilderment in his voice. "Especially when this is coming from him?"His gaze shifted to Rowan, the past resentment bubbling up again, creating tense air between them. "Why would I risk anything for Rowan Asshole Harrigan? Last I checked, we weren’t exactly sending each other Christmas cards."I didn’t argue. I just stepped closer to Frank, the carpet muffling my footsteps, and before I could overthink it, I reached out and took his hand. His skin was warm, surprisingly soft and I felt that familiar spark
My Enemy [BL] Two Seventy Two
I could hardly believe my eyes—there was Frank, standing in the doorway like one of those dramatic plot twists from a cheesy spy movie.His usually perfect hair was a bit messy from whatever antics he’d been up to at the gala downstairs, and those sharp blue eyes of his were narrowing at us, mixing confusion with what looked suspiciously like betrayal.My heart was already racing from our little break-in, but now it felt like it was about to leap out of my chest and sprint for the elevator.How had he gotten here so quickly? Had he followed us? Or was this just life’s way of slapping me with a reminder that my brilliant ideas often came with a side of chaos?Probably the last one.I stood frozen, mouth agape like a fish out of water, while Rowan stepped instinctively in front of me, his broad shoulders forming a ridiculous barrier that was part protective, part frustratingly endearing. It mostly made me feel like a male damsel in distress at that moment.Frank’s gaze skimmed over the
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