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Author: Raven
last update publish date: 2026-04-09 01:22:04
That afternoon, the living room felt like a cozy little retreat, with soft light pouring in from the tall windows and the quiet hum of a movie playing on the big screen that had quietly lowered from the ceiling. Frank and I were snuggled up on opposite ends of the plush sectional, keeping a comfortable distance between us that felt more comforting than awkward.

He was sipping his tea, watching the steam rise in lazy swirls from his mug, while I pretended to pay attention to the film, even thoug
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  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Fifty Five

    Frank rubbed the back of his neck and let out a small laugh. "Wow. We’re really bad at this, huh? It feels like I’m on a first date with someone I’ve known forever."I couldn’t help but laugh too; it eased the tension just a bit. "Yeah. It’s... strange."He leaned in, elbows on the table, his smile becoming softer. "How’ve you been? I noticed you weren’t in school for two days. Perfect-attendance Atlas breaking his streak? I was kind of worried."I shrugged, trying to act casual. "I’m fine. Just... busy. Family stuff."He nodded, accepting my response even though I could tell he wasn’t completely convinced. Then he took a deep breath, as if he was psyching himself up."I thought about texting or calling to check on you, but I wasn’t sure if that was... okay? I’ve never done the whole ’break’ thing before, so I’m kind of lost here. Figured it was better to talk face-to-face."My heart fluttered. Sweet, thoughtful Frank—always worried about boundaries, even when I was the one drawing th

  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Fifty Four

    Lunch with Millie and Tori usually felt like a safe haven...loud and chaotic, filled with overlapping stories and dramatic eye rolls that made the school day more bearable.But today, I found myself at our usual corner table, just picking at my turkey sandwich while their chatter faded into the background, kind of like noise in a coffee shop.Tori was animatedly recounting the latest rehearsal mishap from her band for the upcoming winter ball, something about the drummer knocking over a cymbal stand that crashed into the keyboardist’s amp...while Millie chimed in with sound effects and exaggerated gasps right on cue.I nodded along, giving the proper "oh no" and "seriously?" expressions, but my laptop was open in front of me, angled just so they couldn’t see what I was really focused on.And what I was really focused on was doing some deep digging into one Logan Carrington, a failed lawyer turned possible accessory to... well, something really bad.The more I read, the more questions

  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Fifty Three

    He chuckled, low and warm, the sound filling the cramped space with those shelves of cleaning supplies and a faint lemony bleach smell. "Sorry. Couldn’t resist. You looked like you were on a mission, and I needed to borrow you for five minutes."I shot him a glare, but it was hard to stay angry when he looked at me like that—eyes bright, hair falling into his face, that annoying perfect smirk making my knees feel weak."You’re ridiculous," I muttered, but I couldn’t help smiling."Ridiculously hot," he corrected, stepping closer until the tips of our shoes brushed. "I guess I missed your little hamster ass."I rolled my eyes, but my heart did that fluttery thing again. "We’re literally in the same building. You’ll be fine."He leaned in, voice dropping. "Debatable."Before I could come up with a witty reply, his lips brushed against mine, soft, quick, teasing like he knew exactly how to short-circuit my brain.Like he knew just the effect he had on me.I melted into it for a second, h

  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Fifty Two

    Millie blinked at me as if I’d really grown that second head after all. "Not a big deal? Atlas, you hate attention. You once hid in the bathroom for an entire period just because someone complimented your shoes too loudly. This is, like, your personal nightmare!"Tori nodded vigorously. "People are going to be weird about it all week. Asking questions, making jokes—""Yeah, I know," I stood up, slinging my backpack over one shoulder. "I’ve got class in ten. I’ll catch you guys at lunch, okay?"They stared after me, mouths slightly open, as I walked away. Millie called out, "Are you feeling okay? Did you hit your head or something? Should I do a reading?!"I just waved without looking back, keeping my head high as I pushed through the front doors.The truth was, after everything that had happened over the past few weeks, secret road trips, blizzards, late-night rendezvous, digging up ghosts from Rowan’s past...this was no big deal.Whispers about being step-brothers? No biggie. I’d sur

  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Fifty One

    So I did. Article after article painted a picture of the Carrington family in broad, wealthy strokes. Italian immigrants in the 1930s who had turned a small car repair shop into a dealership empire—eight locations nationwide, with a ninth in the works.Hundreds of millions in net worth, private schools, charity events, the whole bit. And Frank, sweet, down-to-earth Frank was the heir to it all, the oldest son of Jamie Carrington, the current yet absent CEO.I already knew he was rich. Everyone knew the Carringtons were loaded. But seeing it all laid out like this, family photos from society pages, Frank in a tux at some fundraiser when he was fourteen, smiling politely beside his parents made it hit different.He’d always seemed so normal to me. The guy who split fries at the diner, sent me goofy memes, and held my hand like it was the most natural thing ever.Then I clicked on an article from seven years ago: "Carrington Brothers Announce Leadership Transition."Jamie Carrington, Fra

  • My Enemy [BL]   Two Fifty

    A maid closed the double doors with a soft, deliberate click that somehow sounded louder than a slam. Mom paced in front of the fireplace, arms still crossed, while Roderick leaned against the mantel, watching us with that calm, unreadable look he was so good at."Do you two realize," Mom started, her voice tight, "how worried we were? You skip school...no call, no text, no note even and vanish for two days in a snowstorm? We called the school, the police, your friends. Nothing."I opened my mouth to explain, but she raised a hand to silence me."And then we get a repair bill from some mechanic in the middle of nowhere for Rowan’s car? What on earth were you thinking? Did you have any idea how scared we were?!"Rowan shifted beside me, his jaw tightening as I felt the tension radiating off him."Where did you go?" Roderick asked, keeping his voice low and even. "And what exactly were you two doing?"Neither of us answered. My mind raced to come up with a believable excuse, study retre

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