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Groom's Mistake 3

3Heart palpitations were a thing. But Jeremy hadn’t necessarily known them until yesterday, when he’d met the gray-eyed stranger. Today again. It was happening. His heart had started that thing when Marcus had walked into the chapel, at his wedding. And when Bridget had introduced the same Marcus as her distant cousin. Now, the same cousin had boldly texted him, asking to be met in fucking suite 304.Jeremy lifted his eyes and sharply glanced around the front, searching for Marcus. He found him just before he slipped out of the church gate, and as their eyes met, Marcus’s lips tilted in a small smirk that only unsettled him further. The he slipped out the gate. Jeremy inhaled sharply, smoothing a hand over his tie. Fuck. This was a major mess. Probably blackmail. Why else would he be bold enough to call him out?Instead of the relief he’d expected at the realization that stranger wasn’t just a stranger, but Bridget’s cousin, he felt even more unsettled. Jeremy’s mind was qui

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Groom's Mistake 4

4Jeremy swallowed hard, sweat breaking out on his skin, despite the air conditioning that blasted in the suite. Marcus was staring at him so intensely, it stole his breath away. And what was even more insane, was his thigh that occasionally rubbed against his erection through his suit pants. He was swollen and extremely horny now, and he wondered how he’d gotten to that point, so fast. “You wanna know what I want?” Marcus’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts. “I don’t know, Jeremy. I just can’t walk away, scared last night. My cock had throbbed every moment of the day, at every slightest moment you cross my mind. I don’t want to do this,” he turned fully and rubbed his erection against Jeremy’s, waves of pleasure blasting through their spines, “but I can’t help it.”Jeremy’s grip tightened around the glass, his cock begging for release. Precum coated his tip, rubbing against his briefs, and the friction sent him reeling. In a fluid move, Marcus reached up and pried the glass

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The Heir and The Rival 1

OneThe car tore down the asphalt highway, soft opera music drifting through the speakers at the front. Dominic Lucius rested against the backseat with his eyes shut, trying to block out the sound of his father’s chaotic hum-along to the opera music playing. They were on their way to the funeral of a close associate of theirs—actually, his father’s. Perez Lucius, a formidable, notorious arms dealer with connections that surpassed his reputation. His long talons reached the ends of the earth, where most men would venture into and get blocked off. Some others wouldn’t even dare. And for years, Perez had enjoyed the glory that came with being unmatched in the crime underworld. In the crime business. Well, until Julio Delgado came into the picture a few years back, with a magnitude of power and fame in the underworld that swept Perez off his feet, perfectly molding himself into the man’s sworn rival. Ever since then, Dominic had never heard the end of it. How his father hated the m

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The Heir and The Rival 2

TwoRafael Delgado watched the interactions around him from where he stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, biting his lips in a nervous fit. He’d been restless ever since his little altercation with Dominic Lucius at the entrance, as the man kept sliding him death glares from across the room. Rafael was beginning to think he might have gone a little overboard with the silly move. No one liked to cross Dominic Lucius, ever since their high school days. But it was different for Rafael. Where others feared to tread with Dominic, Rafael trespassed. He’d always felt this hum within him, whenever Dominic got in his sights, or got near enough for his sandalwood scent to fill his nostrils. Rafael hated the man and his entire being. The way he walked like he owned the world and every entire thing in it, living and non-living. He hated the way the man’s eyes darkened when they fell on him, like it had a thought as sinister as he looked running through his mind.Tall, muscled. He wasn’t mu

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The Heir and The Rival 3

The baseball court was silent as a bat, filling him with a sense of peace. He lay sprawled against the bleachers, his eyes shut against the bright evening sun. The noise back in the class was unbearable, so he’d come out to inhale a breath of fresh air. He’d only enjoyed a few moments of peace when he heard some scuffling in the background, which seemed to come directly from outside the door. He stiffened, anger curling from the pit of his stomach as he recognized one of the voices that rang out. The scuffling of feet stopped only a few feet away from him, but he didn’t flinch. Remaining very still, his breath coming out in small, silent purrs. “His pretty face pisses me the fuck off,” one of the voices rose up. “What do you say we break the damn thing, huh?”There was a derisive scoff in the background, and the same familiar voice from earlier spoke up. “Let him be. I hate his guts, but it’s not going to give me any satisfaction destroying such a pretty face. It’s almost like a

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