Semua Bab ENTANGLED AFFAIRS: Bab 21 - Bab 30

The champagne tickled my nose as I tilted the flute, watching the bubbles dance like tiny, reckless stars. First class. Of course. Only the best for the sugar baby of Clara Moreau’s fiancé. The irony tasted sweeter than the vintage.Below, the world shrunk, neatly packaged into squares of green and grey. I imagined Clara down there, probably at some society luncheon, meticulously maintaining her perfect facade. A pang, sharp and unfamiliar, pricked at my conscience. But I ruthlessly stamped it out. She had her ring, her social standing, her parents' unwavering adoration. I had… this. This gilded cage, this intoxicating game. And for now, it was more than enough.Julian sat beside me, a dark silhouette against the bright window. He was working, of course. Even at thirty thousand feet, the gears in his mind were relentlessly turning, calculating, strategizing. He hadn't said much since we boarded, just a curt "Make yourself comfortable, Liam," before burying himself in documents. But th

The after-party was a cacophony of clinking glasses, forced laughter, and the thumping bass of a DJ trying too hard. Julian, as promised, had dressed Liam. Not in a vulgar, ostentatious way, but with an understated elegance that whispered of wealth and good taste. A silk shirt, the color of claret wine, clung to Liam's frame, its V-neck dipping just low enough to hint at the hollow of his throat. Dark trousers, impeccably tailored, completed the ensemble. He felt like a prized possession, on display and impeccably curated.And Julian certainly treated him like one. All night, he’d kept a possessive hand on the small of Liam’s back, steering him through the crowd, introducing him to people whose names blurred into insignificance. Liam played his part, offering witty retorts and a dazzling smile, fueled by champagne and a simmering resentment. He was a puppet, dancing to Julian’s tune, but tonight, he decided, he’d enjoy the performance.He could feel Damian’s eyes on him throughout the

Liam stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He blinked, trying to focus in the dim light."Julian?" he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep. "What time is it?"Jasper sat down on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Liam's hair. "It's late. But there's someone I want you to meet, officially.”Liam frowned, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness. He looked past Jasper, his gaze landing on the figure standing in the doorway.He gasped, his eyes widening in disbelief."Who… who is that?" Liam whispered, his voice trembling.Jasper took a deep breath, bracing himself for Liam's reaction."Liam," he said softly, "This is my brother, Julian."Julian stepped forward into the light, his smile smooth and practiced."Pleasure to finally meet you properly, Liam," he said, his voice a low purr.Liam stared at Jasper, his eyes darting back and forth between the two brothers. He looked as if he might be sick. "This… this is insane," Liam stammered, pushing himself up in bed. He wrapped the sh

Liam sat frozen, his heartbeat hammering in his chest. Julian and Jasper's smirks lingered in the air, their words sealing his fate. He had no choice, they said. But wasn't this what he had wanted all along? Or had he fallen so deep into their world that he could no longer tell desire from manipulation?Jasper reached out, tucking a stray lock of hair behind Liam’s ear. "You're thinking too hard, baby. We already made the choice for you."Liam swallowed hard. "I just... I don't know. This is too fast."Julian leaned back against the couch, his sharp eyes pinning Liam in place. "Too fast? Sweetheart, you’ve been in our grasp for weeks now. You keep running in circles, trying to convince yourself you have an escape. But let’s be honest–you never really wanted to leave, did you?"Liam bristled. "That’s not true. I didn't know you were two then."Jasper laughed, light and teasing," Now you know.” He trailed his fingers along Liam’s wrist, making him shiver. "Moreover, If you really wanted

“Fuck,” Julian grunted, his fingers digging tight in Liam’s hair.“Mmm,” Jasper hummed, his fist moving over his own cock.Liam struggled to keep up with them, swallowing around their shafts. He moaned and whimpered and cried, the pleasure making his eyes water.“That’s it,” Julian praised, his thrusts picking up speed. “Take it like a good slut.”“Fuck yes,” Jasper agreed, his hips moving faster too. “He loves it.”Liam whined, their words sending pleasure through him. God, he loved this. He loved being their slut, their little boy to use however they wanted. He shuddered at the thought, their cocks fucking him deeper.“He’s gonna make you come, baby,” Jasper groaned. “Can you take it?”Liam nodded, his eyes already fluttering shut.“Good boy,” Julian praised.A minute later, they both started thrusting faster, their cocks hitting the back of Liam’s throat. He struggled to swallow them, tears running down his cheeks. Then, Julian pulled free, his cock erupting in thick strings of com