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Adrain's POV Matthew’s moans were the only sound that echoed through the dim-lit room—a melody of desire that wrapped itself around me like a second skin. Each groan, each gasp, was the kind of music I’d craved for as long as I could remember. Hearing him fall apart beneath me wasn’t just satisfying—it was everything. And every time I drove into him, every push of my body into his, I felt a surge of raw, electric pleasure tearing through my veins like a current I never wanted to end.I love this man.No—I’ve always loved him. And even now, with him sprawled beneath me, his body offered up like some divine sacrifice, I still hadn’t tasted enough. It wasn’t just about sex. It wasn’t just about release.I wanted him. All of him. His thoughts, his breath, his fears, his damn soul—I wanted to own it all. Possess him in ways that went far beyond flesh and desire. If the world dared to call it obsession, I’d nod with pride. Because whatever this was between us, I never wanted it to be pure
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Matthew's POV A sharp, throbbing pain exploded behind my eyes as consciousness clawed its way back into me like a beast with bloodied nails. My head pounded in time with my pulse, each thud a reminder that I was alive—but barely. My limbs felt foreign, weighted with a heaviness that went beyond exhaustion. It was as if I'd been broken apart and carelessly reassembled, every joint out of place, every nerve flaring in protest. Like I’d been dragged through hell on my back and dumped here as some cruel afterthought.Every breath burned. Each inhale scraped against my ribs like broken glass, and when I tried to move—just a twitch—my muscles screamed, rebelling with a vengeance. It felt like my bones were splintered beneath the skin, barely held together by shreds of willpower and pain.A soft, fractured sound escaped my lips—a whimper, pathetic and raw. I tried to sit up. Tried to fight the weight pressing me down, to rise above it like I always had. But the second I pushed against the m
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Matthew's POV We arrived at the counter, and just as I expected, the receptionist’s eyes lit up the moment they landed on him. It wasn’t subtle. Her expression shifted in an instant—like a gray sky suddenly split open by sunlight. Her posture straightened, her entire face animated with a kind of dazed reverence, like she had trained her whole life just for this moment—to smile at him and no one else. I watched her too closely. The way her lashes lowered as she blinked, slow and deliberate, like each movement was an invitation. The way her lips curled upward when she greeted him, voice coated in syrup, rich and golden, as if it had been sweetened just for the sound of his name. I hated it. I hated every saccharine second of it. Why does everyone act like he’s some rare celestial being? Like his presence alone is a blessing from the gods—charming, effortless, perfect? Why is it only me who feels this visceral, burning heat when he walks into a room? Not awe. Not delight. Just this
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Matthew's POV I’m good for nothing. The thought didn’t just pass through my mind—it echoed, ricocheting off every corner of my skull like a relentless curse I couldn’t shut out. It thundered louder than any voice in the room, more piercing than any insult a stranger could hurl at me. Because these weren’t someone else’s words. They were mine. They came from somewhere deep and cruel inside me, and what made it worse was that I believed them. Fully. Completely. Unflinchingly. I wasn’t built for responsibility—not the kind that actually mattered. Not when someone’s life was in my hands. Not when Evelyn needed more than empty promises and reckless hope. When she needed someone to stand tall and fight for her, all I gave her was blind faith in a plan that never stood a chance. What I thought I was fixing… what I believed with every fiber of my being would free her… it was never even close to a solution. It was a delusion. A poorly dressed wound, hidden under a threadbare excuse for
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I slid into the car and shut the door behind me, the soft click echoing a little too loudly in the quiet. The atmosphere inside felt... different. Heavy. Stifling, even. My hands fumbled over my lap as I settled into the seat, trying to look composed, but the truth was far from it. The silence between us wasn’t comfortable; it wasn’t the kind you slip into with someone you trust. No—this silence had sharp edges, pressing against my skin, suffocating me inch by inch. On ordinary days, I wouldn’t have given a damn. I’d have cracked a joke, leaned back, and ignored whatever tension lingered in the air. But right now? My heart was beating like a warning drum, and I couldn’t keep my mind from spiraling. A born flirt. A professional heartbreaker. My jaw tightened, the muscle twitching as I stared at him. If he kissed me like that—so deep, so sure, like I was the only one that mattered—how many others had tasted those lips before me? How many girls had been pulled into that orbit only t
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Matthew's POV As soon as the car came to a halt, Adrian stepped out without a word. The door closed behind him with a dull, final click that seemed to echo louder than it should’ve. I didn’t move. I stayed rooted in place, my gaze fixed blankly on the dashboard, the soft glow of the controls blurring as my thoughts spiraled. My hands lay loosely clasped in my lap, unmoving, almost lifeless. A knot of confusion tightened in my chest, thick and unrelenting.Had I said something wrong? Something that pushed him away?I tried to trace the thread backward, hunting for the moment when the shift occurred—the second his mood had changed, when the air in the car grew colder, heavier. But nothing screamed out. No harsh words. No sarcasm. Nothing but an invisible wall that had suddenly risen between us, silent and immovable.The silence pressed in, heavy and suffocating, like a weighted blanket I hadn’t asked for. It sat on my shoulders, in my lungs, in my bones. My mind looped the last part of
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I froze mid-step, heart seizing with a sudden, unexpected pang of guilt.It clawed through me out of nowhere—the realization that I hadn’t spoken to any of my friends in what felt like forever. Not just days. Weeks, maybe. Time had blurred together, slipping past while I’d been caught up in my own mess. I hadn’t noticed how far I’d drifted, how silent I’d become. And now, the silence wasn’t just mine—it had infected everything.What if they thought I’d abandoned them? Ignored them on purpose? Worse—what if they were angry? Hurt?A coil of panic tightened in my chest as I snatched my phone from where it lay buried under a twisted mess of sheets and blankets on my unmade bed. The screen lit up harshly, and I squinted at the brightness, blinking against the sting. My thumb moved quickly, muscle memory guiding me straight to the group chat.Silence.A wide, empty silence. Like stepping into a room after a fight—thick, tense, and echoing with unspoken things.Matthew: Group is dead silent.
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I wasn’t prepared for the wave of familiarity that crashed over me the moment I stepped into the event hall. It hit hard—like a tide I didn’t see coming. The soft lighting overhead casts a golden hue across the room, making everything feel strangely dreamlike. Faces I hadn’t seen in years filled the space, some aged by time’s quiet touch, others still clinging to the same goofy, untamed energy they wore in high school. The smell of perfume and cologne mingled with the faint scent of polished floors and catered appetizers, adding to the sensory overload.Laughter rang out from various corners, a backdrop to the hum of overlapping conversations and the occasional cheer erupting from those sudden, emotional reunions. It felt surreal—like I had walked into a memory that had been playing on repeat somewhere far back in my mind, and now, suddenly, I was living in it.I stood there, rooted in place, caught off guard by how easily the past had found me. I knew, on paper, that this event was a
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Matthew stepped out into the crisp night air, dragging in a breath so deep it felt like he might swallow the whole sky. The cold bit into his lungs, sharp and unforgiving, but he welcomed it. Let it burn. Let it strip away the fog clouding his thoughts. The chaos in his head had been building all day, clawing at him, whispering doubts he couldn’t silence. Work. Family. Life. All of it pressing in from every direction.The street stretched ahead, dimly lit and mostly deserted. A few windows flickered with life, pale rectangles of gold behind drawn curtains. Somewhere in the distance, a siren wailed and faded. The hum of traffic barely reached his ears. He walked slowly, like each step might bring clarity, his footsteps echoing off the wet pavement. His hands were jammed deep into the pockets of his jacket, shoulders drawn up against the wind, but it wasn’t the chill that made him shiver—it was the storm in his head.He wandered without direction, letting the city guide him. Past shutte
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Adrian paced outside Noah's house, fists clenched at his sides, heart pounding like a war drum in his chest. Ragged breaths tore through him as he locked eyes on the heavy door. He’d already screwed up once. Now he stood there, begging for another chance—one he wasn’t even sure he deserved. But he had to try. Only Matthew could help him. Only Matthew could drag him back into the game, back where he belonged.He knocked once. Before the sound could echo back at him, the door swung open. Noah filled the frame, tall and unyielding, his face a cold mask.“Adrian,” he said, voice low with a blade-sharp edge. “You need to leave. Now.”Adrian’s chest constricted. “Please, Noah. I—I’m sorry. I know I messed up. But I’m asking for just one more shot. Matthew will listen, I know he will. I can fix this.”Noah’s lips twitched into a thin, humorless smile. “You had your chances, Adrian. And you blew them. If I were you, I’d turn around before I have to spell it out.”Adrian stepped forward, despe
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Matthew turned his back to Adrain, his spine rigid, like a wall hastily rebuilt after a collapse. His shoulders quivered as he scrubbed at his face with both hands—rough, trembling palms dragging down skin already raw. He wasn’t just wiping away tears. He was clawing at the storm beneath them, desperate to rid himself of the weight, the filth of what he felt. The emotion clung like grime soaked deep into his pores, no matter how hard he rubbed.His breath hitched, uneven and sharp, like each inhale scraped along the inside of his chest. The silence that pooled between them wasn’t passive—it pressed down like a lead blanket, heavy with all the words neither of them could voice. It screamed without sound, teeming with every cut left to fester, every truth withheld, every apology that came too late.Adrain could hear the chaos inside Matthew’s body—the ragged way he breathed, the stiff way he held himself like he was about to break or bolt. Then Matthew shifted, just a fraction. His foot
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Adrain's POV Happiness.That’s all I felt in my heart—pure, unfiltered happiness. A feeling so foreign, it almost scared me with how good it felt. They say, "It doesn’t always rain," a phrase I used to brush off like dust on my jacket. It sounded like one of those cliché lines people throw around when they don’t know what else to say. But standing here now, breathing in the calm that’s slowly wrapped itself around my chest, I think I’m finally beginning to believe it.For the longest time, home was just a word. Just letters stitched together with no weight, no warmth, no anchor. A concept, not a feeling. But when Matthew said it… when he said it, the word didn’t just sound different—it felt different. It didn’t feel hollow. It didn’t pass through me like wind. It settled—warm and solid—in the center of my chest. For the first time in what felt like forever, I believed him. I believed in the idea that I could belong somewhere. That I could belong to someone.He was my home—my peace, m
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Everything had been going perfectly—so perfectly, in fact, that I dared to believe the universe was finally giving me a break. Our time together felt like a dream I never wanted to wake from, a fleeting slice of heaven stitched together with laughter, silent glances, and stolen kisses. Just like how we had arrived—excited and wrapped up in each other—we rode back home, the weight of the world forgotten for those few precious hours.The wind outside hummed against the car, but inside, it was quiet. Comfortable. Safe.But somewhere along the way, something clicked in me. Or maybe it unraveled. I looked over at Adrain—always composed, always in control—but there was a fire in his eyes whenever he looked at me. A wild, unspoken intensity that said everything his mouth didn’t. That man may come off like ice to others, but when it came to me... he burned. He was obsessive, overbearing even, never letting me drift too far. And though it should've felt suffocating, strangely, it didn’t. I nev
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Rudolph gave a stiff nod, his face pulled tight in a strained, unnatural smile as he shot a fleeting glance at me over Adrian’s broad shoulder. His usual easygoing charm had all but evaporated, leaving behind a raw, uncomfortable shimmer of regret and unease in his eyes. It was the first time I had ever seen him look so thoroughly out of his depth.I scraped together a small smile in return, barely more than a twitch of my lips. It was the least — and honestly, the only — thing I could offer him at that moment. Anything more felt impossible, too heavy for the fragile air hanging between us."I'm sorry," Rudolph muttered, voice low, scratchy with tension. His words seemed to trip over themselves as he shifted backward, pressing himself deeper into the corner of the elevator like a boy caught red-handed. His gaze dropped to the floor, unable or unwilling to meet either of ours, his whole body language screaming apology and shame.Adrian, by contrast, didn’t move an inch. Every line of h
THE TIES THAT BINDS US. Chapter 44
Matthew's POV I grabbed the last bag sitting on the bed, giving the room one final, lingering glance. The walls, once so familiar, now seemed foreign, stripped of everything that made them ours. It felt strange, leaving like this — a bittersweet tug in my chest I couldn't explain, a quiet ache blooming under my ribs. Tightening my fingers around the handle, I drew in a slow breath, grounding myself, then stepped out and headed downstairs. Adrian was already there, waiting at the bottom of the staircase like a sentinel carved out of shadow and light. The moment my foot touched the ground floor, he moved, closing the distance between us with a few quick strides. Without a word, he took the bag from my hand, his touch casual but lingering — like he wanted to take every burden off me, not just the physical ones but the ones stitched deep into my bones. Wordlessly, I followed him out. The air outside wrapped around me, crisp and cool, tinged with the damp, earthy scent of rain still cl
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Matthew's POV After that raw, sinful night, everything between Adrian and me shifted—tilted on its axis so subtly, yet so irreversibly, it felt like we’d crossed a threshold we couldn’t come back from. It wasn’t just lust anymore, though that still burned hot beneath our skin. Something deeper had taken root in its place, something quiet but unshakable. It curled around us like ivy wrapping itself around an old stone wall—slow, inevitable, and impossible to ignore. I found myself drawn to him in ways that had nothing to do with the bedroom. Every day peeled back a new layer of who he was beneath the bravado. He had these strange little quirks that both fascinated and softened me. Like his irrational hatred for vegetables. He loathed them with every fiber of his being but still shoved them down his throat just because I said they were good for him. He’d glare at me across the table, chewing like I’d just sentenced him to death, eyes narrowed with a betrayal so dramatic it was almos
