LOGINLeon is the pastorās perfect son quiet, obedient, and pure or at least that is what everyone thinks. But Behind closed doors, Leon lives a dangerous secret life as the anonymous author of scandalous BL novels⦠and the inspiration for his filthy stories is none other than Damian, his own schoolās beloved golden boy. But when Leonās darkest secret is abruptly im the open, someone starts blackmailing him with humiliating evidence and now his carefully controlled life begins to fall apart The worst part? The one person who seems to know everything⦠is Aaronāthe campus bad boy with a reputation for breaking hearts. Now Leon is trapped in a dangerous game of secrets, desire, and obsession. Because the more Aaron pushes him, the more Leon realizes something terrifying: The bad boy who ruined his life might be the one person he canāt stop craving. And once Aaron decides he wants something⦠He never lets it go.
View MoreLEON'S POVSunday dinner ran long that week, the way it does whenever there's good news to stretch out over, and by the time the last plate got cleared everybody had spilled out onto the lawn to catch the sunset, Noah's announcement having turned an ordinary evening into a small, unplanned celebration.I ended up just standing at the edge of it for a minute, doing nothing, watching. Sadie and Wren with their heads bent together over something on a phone. Marcus, somehow taller than he was in June, teaching Ella a handshake so complicated I genuinely don't think he remembered the steps himself. Maya and her husband arguing cheerfully with Patricia and Thomas about who was hosting Thanksgiving this year, an argument they'd apparently been having, on and off, for a decade. Micah, home again, already talking a mile a minute about bringing his girlfriend around to meet everyone. Denise laughing at something Rose said, loose and unguarded in a way that still occasionally catches me off guar
LEON'S POVThree weeks later we had everyone over for what Noah's kids had started calling "recovery pizza night" I don't know exactly when that became a tradition, it just sort of happened, the way most of our family's traditions do, somewhere between one crisis and the next slice of pizza.The backyard was doing its usual loud, glorious chaos thing. Emma and two of her cousins were locked in some kind of blood feud over the tire swing. Marcus and Micah home for the weekend, hair longer than I remembered, taller too, when did that happen were deep in an argument about hockey stats that neither of them was going to win because neither of them was actually right. Ella sat pressed against Denise's side with a paper plate balanced precariously on her knee, and for the first time in weeks she just looked like a regular nine-year-old eating too much cheese, which honestly might've been the best thing I saw all month.Sadie and Wren had gotten back from their honeymoon two days earlier, bot
LEON'S POVThe house was too quiet when we finally got home, which was strange, because it's not like it's ever loud at two in the morning. But there's quiet and there's quiet, and this was the second kind ā the kind where you keep waiting for a phone to ring.Aaron went straight for the freezer without even taking his shoes off, digging around until he found the bag of peas we keep for exactly this purpose, apparently, because we've needed it more times over the years than any two people should. He pressed it to his jaw and winced and didn't say anything, just stood there in his wrinkled suit pants leaning against the counter like his legs had finally decided they were done holding him up."Sit," I said."I'm fine.""You got punched in the face today. Soo Sit down."He sat. I got the good tape out of the junk drawer ā not the peas-and-a-prayer version, the actual first aid kit Ingrid's team had insisted we keep restocked years ago ā and cleaned up his lip properly while he held perfe
LEON'S POVWe delayed the ceremony by forty minutes ā just enough time for Marcus and Ella to be cleaned up and settled, for Aaron's lip to be tended to by a paramedic who insisted on at least a butterfly bandage, for Denise to compose herself enough to walk down the aisle beside Sadie as she'd been planned to do from the very beginning.When the music finally started, the garden had transformed entirely from the scene of terror it had been less than two hours earlier ā string lights glowing warm against the darkening sky, our entire, sprawling family gathered close together in a way that felt, after everything, less like simple seating and more like a physical, deliberate wall of protection and love surrounding the two people at its center.Sadie walked down the aisle between Denise and me, her dress slightly wrinkled from the afternoon's chaos, her mascara redone but her eyes still faintly red, and she had never, in my entire life of knowing her, looked more radiant.The vows she an
LEON'S POV āAhā¦ā I groaned weakly as I blinked awake at the sound of the alarm beeping. The morning sun seemed a lot harsher than usual as it spilled through the glass windows of my bedroom.āShit,ā I groaned, pressing a shaky hand to my temple.The little throbbing I felt at the back of my head
LEON'S POV āBut dadā¦āāI said, kneel.āWith a heavy heart, and no more response, I dropped to my knees instantly, my knees hitting the wood. I didn't dare look up. My thin school pants offered no protection, and the tent in my trousers was still there, proud and unafraid of my father's wrath.Le
LEON'S POVThe room was lit up by the steady light from the laptop screen.āDamian slammed his huge, veiny cock into me...āI chewed on my bottom lip as I typed the words with shaking fingers, my breaths coming out fast in the silent room. My heart was racing so hard, it felt like it'd burst out o
AARONāS POV The room was dark, lit only by the flickering neon sign from across the street that bled deep blues and purples across the sheets. The boy beneath me was on his knees, his shoulders trembling with effort as he desperately took my cock into his mouth. I reached down, my fingers sinking


















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