Semua Bab The Night I Tasted Her Brother.: Bab 1 - Bab 3

Chapter 1 “Smile. It's your engagement party, not a funeral.” Mom whispered and I tightened my fist. I'm pretty sure my eyes are glued on a ghost though. — DANTE CRUZ. DANTE I shouldn’t have come here. I should be home, pretending to be the perfect son, counting down the hours until my engagement to a woman I barely know. I didn't have interest in women as a whole but still, it might have felt a little bit bearable if I had met the so-called lady before the engagement. Countless times, I had thought of coming out. Let my father and family know I was gay but only the thought of the aftermath sent shivers down my spine. That was what I got for being the only son of the Cruz family. Opinions didn't matter, love was just an illusion and marriage, it was a thing of power. So instead, I was here in a bar that smelled of tequila, all manners of hard drugs and the loud music making it impossible to hear oneself. I sipped on a shot of hard scotch, letting it burn down my throat pret

“You didn't stop me. I didn't stop you. So who the fuck are we lying to?” His lips didn't lie. Mine did. And now I can't stop tasting the truth. — ELI CORTEZELIThe coffee burned my tongue, but I didn’t stop drinking it.I needed something, anything, to distract me from the fact that I was standing outside his office, wearing a damn tie.My hands tightly gripped my laptop and some documents I had to submit to him with my jaw clenched. This was all mom's fault. I would accept being disowned and thrown out of the country over this any day.Welcome to day one of hell.“Eli, right?” A tall woman with sharp eyes and stilettos that could kill paused beside me. “You’re the new assistant. Mr Cruz should be waiting in his office and he hates waiting. He hates tardiness and might I add, you're late for your first day.” I gulped.Right.Mr. Cruz.Not Dante.Not the guy whose voice still echoed in my head when I tried to sleep last night.Or jerked off.Twice, while cursing myself out in disg