LOGIN“My eyes flashed open as the chilly air passed through my whole body but it wasn't the cold that woke me up. Grayham was lying next to me and his warm body caressed mine when he turned to me, his eyes shut. His warm breath flushed all over my face. I shut my eyes and imagined the comfort his body would bring to me. Then his legs curled up around mine and an electric shock shot up to my brain. The bulge in my trousers doubled in size. Through the dark, I led my hand into my trousers and when I clasped my dick, it was erect, swollen, and heavy. What if he was touching me? What if my cock was buried into his mouth or what if his hands were the ones doing the stroking? Fuck! I stroked harder as I imagined myself shoving my huge dick down his throat. I spewed on the floor and turned to the bed face down while panting heavily. Then, the warning bells in my head rang! Did I just cum while thinking about my mortal enemy?” *** Miles Kaden lives quietly, fiercely protective of the old building his father once tended. He’s stubborn, grounded, and bound to a place full of history—and secrets. Grayham Wilson is sharp, cold, and disgustingly rich. He builds empires by tearing others down. And now he wants that old building. They were never meant to meet. But one impulsive act changes everything. They wake up in each other’s bodies. What starts as a battle of wills quickly turns into something far more tangled. Because the longer they live each other’s lives, the more blurred the lines become. Two men. One curse. A hundred days to survive it—or risk losing not just their lives, but themselves.
View MoreMile’s POVThree months later.I clasped my tie and looked at my reflection in the mirror. A bright smile covered my face and I immediately turned to the door.I was ready.Suddenly, the door to my room opened and Glinda snuck her head inside. “It’s time. Everyone is here. Well, except for one person,” she said.I rushed toward the door and opened it wide. “What do you mean by that? He said he’ll be here on time,”Glinda came after me as I was climbing down the staircase. “Well, maybe he’s on his way. I’m sure he’ll be here,”“I need him,” I said, and then stopped when we reached the second floor. “I can’t do this without him,”Glinda placed a hand on my left shoulder. “I know,”Suddenly, Max came rushing toward us. “Hey, everyone is gathered and Grayham’s car just pulled up,”I smiled and started hurrying toward the door.Glinda laughed. “I told you he was going to be here,”“You look good by the way,” Max yelled at my departing figure.“Thanks, buddy,” I yelled back and made my way
Mile’s POVI opened my eyes and caught the ceiling above. It wasn’t the fancy ceiling or the chandelier hanging in the Wilson mansion. This was the old and brown ceiling I grew up knowing. This is my home.I smiled, sat up, and dropped my legs on the floor then I stretched.When I looked through the window, I realized that the sun was setting. I sighed, got up, and began to get dressed. Immediately after Glinda and I returned from the hospital, she ate and I went upstairs shortly after eating to sleep.I slept for over 8 hours.Looks like I needed the rest because right now, I feel so invigorated. After putting on my clothes, my usual comfy clothes, I traced my way out of the room and started marching toward the café.When I reached the café, it was empty.I heard pots clanging in the kitchen and just when I was about to head in that direction, Glinda emerged with a towel in her wet hands.She smiled and began to dab her hands with the towel. “You’re awake. I’m making dinner. I wanted
Mile’s POVI opened my eyes and caught the white ceiling hanging above. My vision was blurry. I roved my eyes around and slowly, the wares in the room I was confined in began to manifest but before I noticed the drip hooked to my hand, the white sheets of the monitors beeping on the wall, the strong scent of medication had taken charge of my nostrils.I was in a hospital. I sighed.Flashes from last night’s incident fluttered in my mind. I remember going to the oak tree with Grayham and I remember the strange incident that occurred when I tried to leave.The fark clouds, the wind, and the earthquake. I sprang from the bed immediately and turned to the other side of the room. Then my eyes caught Grayham, lying on his back. He was asleep.My jaw almost dropped to the floor when I realized that it was Grayham who was actually lying in that bed. Grayham is in his body.I stared at my hands. Does this mean that I’m back in my body?I felt my face and rushed to the wall. There was a mirror
Glinda had her eyes glued to the wall clock and when the hour hand struck 10pm, she turned to Grayham. “It’s time,”He was seated in the café, his gaze fixated on the window. He was already dressed and waiting for 10 p.m. Grayham got up, adjusted his jacket, and breathed a sigh.The café closed about an hour ago.The ritual was slated for an hour before midnight which puts it at 11pm. Since the oak trees were about 40 minutes away from the old street, Glinda suggested they leave by 10 pm so they would arrive on time.Grayham was about to step out of the house when he heard a car revving outside. He had booked a ride for 10pm and it seems the driver had already shown up.His grandfather wanted Sam to come down and pick them up but Grayham didn’t want to raise any questions in Sam’s mind when he eventually picks him up at night and drops him in a strange area so he settled for Uber instead.Together with Glinda, they marched toward the vehicle and settled in the back seat. As the car sw
Grayham’s POVMy grandfather’s words struck me like lightning but I didn’t react because I didn’t want to attach more meaning to what he had just blurted.He darted his gaze from Miles to me and then sighed heavily. “You guys are still going to act like you don’t know what I’m talking about even th
Grayham’s POVThe car pulled up before the café, and I immediately got out. Before leaving to check up on Miles at the hospital that afternoon, I left the cafe in Max's hands.Max has been quite helpful and he’ll return to school in a couple of days. At least, it’s a few days to the final ritual an
Grayham’s POV“It’s open,” I told Max immediately after pushing the door inside. I entered and he followed closely behind. I slowly closed the door and then turned to him.Max who was supposed to accompany me in my little exercise of snooping around had his entire gaze fixated on the wall. We waite
Grayham’s POVHis hands travelled inside my shirt and were soon moving across each part of my chest, drawing soft moans from me. I threw my head backward and allowed the sensation to run all over my body while I relished the pleasure.No one has ever touched me this way. Absolutely no one. He coile






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