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PART 2: Episode 1
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Zaylien’s lips curled in disgust. “And you still haven’t learned manners.” For a moment, their eyes locked, old rivalry sparking between them like fire waiting for air. Derek’s smirk widened. “Manners? Coming from someone who doesn’t even have a proper family?” His voice dripped with mockery. “Tell me, Zaylien, how does it feel? No mother. Just two fathers. You must feel… different.” Zaylien’s jaw tightened. His hand clenched into a fist by his side. He stood slowly, his chair scraping against the floor. “Say that again,” he warned, his voice low and sharp. Derek leaned closer, unafraid. “I said—” But before he could finish, a voice cut through the tension. “What is going on here?” Both boys turned sharply. A teacher stood at the doorway, arms crossed. It wasn’t their own teacher, but one passing by, attracted by the noise. “You two,” the teacher barked. “Why are you still here? Everyone else is at the cafeteria. Do you think the rules don’t apply to you?” Zaylien an
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Zaylien got to the front of his class and paused for a moment. He sighed before reaching for the door handle and pushing it open.The room fell quiet instantly. Conversations froze as heads turned. Dozens of curious eyes locked onto him.The girls, especially, couldn’t hide their stares. Their whispers were quick and sharp across the classroom.“Who is that?”“He looks so… perfect.”“His hair, his uniform… he must be from money.”Zaylien pretended not to notice. His sharp gaze traveled around the classroom until it landed at the far end. There—Arden was seated comfortably, and right in front of him sat Carden.A genuine smile curved Zaylien’s lips. Finally, some familiarity.He walked through the aisle slowly, then pulled out the empty chair beside Arden and sat down.Arden turned, grinning wide. “Late as usual. First day of school and you still couldn’t wake up early?”Zaylien rolled his eyes. “I don’t see how that concerns you.”Carden chuckled from in front of them, not bothering
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“Grr… grr…” The alarm blared loudly beside Zaylien’s ear. His hand shot out blindly and hit the lampstand, knocking the alarm clock onto its side. The irritating sound finally stopped. “What an annoying thing,” Zaylien muttered, his voice still heavy with sleep. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, his messy black hair falling over his face. For a moment he sat still, letting his vision adjust. The curtains of his room were drawn, but soft sunlight slipped through the gaps, casting lines across his floor. His room smelled faintly of lavender from the scented candle his Papa always insisted on lighting for him before bedtime. With a sigh, Zaylien got up, dragging his feet toward the bathroom. He switched on the golden lights, squinting at his own reflection in the mirror. “Terrible,” he whispered to his sleepy face. Then he turned on the tap, splashed cold water on himself, and brushed his teeth. Soon after, the warm shower washed away the last traces of sleep. When he stepped out wrap
THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR PART 2 : Episode 2
Zaylien pushed his chair back after breakfast, licking the last bit of jam from his thumb before standing. “I’ll be in the game room,” he said quickly, already halfway out the door. Lucien only smiled and shook his head. That boy never lingered long after meals. The sound of retreating footsteps faded, leaving the dining room quieter. Lucien stacked a few empty plates, but when he looked up, he noticed Zayn was still glued to his tablet. His husband hadn’t looked up once since Zaylien left. Lucien frowned.“Zayn,” he called softly and that earned him no response. He leaned across the table, snatched the tablet right from Zayn’s hands, and set it down with a firm thud. Zayn blinked in surprise, brows furrowing. “Lucien, what was that for?” Lucien crossed his arms. “For the past few weeks, you’ve been married to that screen. If it’s not your tablet, it’s your phone. You barely sit without checking something. Why are you so… distracted lately?” Zayn sighed, dragging a hand t
THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR PART 2: Episode 1
“Grrr… grrr…”The alarm screamed on the bedside table, shaking Zaylien out of his dream. With a loud groan, he pulled the pillow over his head and tried to block out the sound. It didn’t help. The shrill beeping kept slicing through the quiet room.“Ugh, why so loud?” he muttered under his breath.Stretching out a hand, he fumbled for the alarm clock, slammed the button, and the noise finally stopped. Zaylien sighed in relief and sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. His messy hair stuck in all directions, and he let out another groan before dragging himself off the bed.The bathroom tiles were cold against his bare feet. He brushed his teeth lazily, humming to himself, then turned on the shower. The hot water hit his skin, waking him up properly. Ten minutes later, he came out, wrapped in a towel, looking fresher and more alive.Standing before the mirror, he slipped into his clothes and took a long look at himself.“Not bad,” he said with a smirk, flicking his hair back.Zaylien was seve
THE BOY WHO COULD BEAR AN HEIR AUTHOR'S Note❤️❤️❤️❤️
Hello dear readers ❤️❤️❤️,I want to start by saying a very big thank you to every single one of you who has been with me throughout this journey. Finally, we have come to the end of The Boy Who Could Be An Heir, and my heart is full. Without your love, encouragement, and constant support, this story would never have been possible.When I first started this novel, I honestly doubted it. The idea came to me, and I remember asking myself: “What kind of crazy idea is this? Will people even read it? Will they understand what I want to say?” A part of me thought it would fail before it even began. But something in me whispered to try, and I did. And now, standing at the end of this journey, I can say with all my heart: I never regretted it. Not once.This story grew bigger than me. It stopped being just words on a page and became something alive—because of you, my readers. Each comment, each message, each silent reader who turned the pages—you all gave this story its wings. You gave me the
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