IT STARTED WITH A LIE AND ENDED WITH US. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

It started like every other night — laughter, drinks, and stories that made us who we are. But it never felt this right before.Me, staring at the man I've come to love, wishing he knew me for me and not the lies I made him believe.His laughter, the way it echoed in the room, and how my heart responded was a completely different thing. The peaceful look on his face and how casually he talked when not being stressed or confusion made my heart swell.Can this ever happen? Us? I doubt! it has always been in my heart and having it happen in reality will be a complete miracle. Yes, a miracle.I was pulled out of my heavy thoughts by his call."Are you okay? Brian?" His eyes, the concern it held as he stared deeper into my soul left me weak to my knees. I nodded with a smile that only he could give me, "yes" I glanced at the file on the table, "it's indeed amazing how far you've come, congratulations, sir!"Today, he just struck another deal with the Hilton's Empire, the second largest

I could barely relax in bed, knowing I had to be up early and perfectly prepared. Before dawn broke, I was already showered, dressed, and staring into the mirror.Everything was perfect except for one thing—my facial structure betrayed my attempt to pass as a male.I grabbed my make up kit and quickly did some light touches, highlighting my cheekbones and jaw lines and made my eyes shut thinner. I couldn't outdo nature, so I grabbed my glasses and wore them, at least, that would cover something and make it less visible.Actually, this is not my first time to cross dress but it's the first time I'm doing this for something as professional as such and I must do my best not to be discovered . It'd be the end of me.I glanced at my phone and it was past seven. I stood up, observed myself in the mirror for a few seconds and left.I was already running out of time, so I quickly hailed a cab that took me directly to the Miller Company. I paid the driver and got out of the car. I've always h

I stood there, unsure of what to do next. He's put me in a tight spot, yet, I can't seem to get myself off this. "Sir...I..." I stuttered, not sure what was going on in his head. Does he expect me to change here? If I do then he will find out I'm not a boy and that will be the end of me.Sweat dripped down my face profusely, my palms grew wet and every nerve on my body screamed for me not to move. This is it, it's over.I gulped and began unbuttoned my shirt when he spoke "What do you think you are doing?" I looked up and found him staring at me with a frown, and I gulped again, nervous and unsure."I...you asked me to change" "And who the hell told you I'm interested in watching you get dressed?" I bit my inner lips to hit my shame, it wouldn't kill if he showed me to his rest room to get changed."Over there" he pointed, "you are left with less than two minutes" I ran into the bathroom before he could complete his sentence and got changed. The chest binder was still intact and

Immersed in the silence as we worked our hearts out, the calm was sharp, nearly sacred. Fingers danced over keyboards, pens scratched across paper, the rhythm of quiet productivity setting the tone—until it shattered. The door burst open with a slam that echoed through the walls, and just like that, peace was gone.Arian stormed into the room like a thundercloud, her voice already rising."How can you be so heartless and inconsiderate?" she snapped, eyes burning holes into Justin. "You do nothing but sit here, and it's still too hard to pick my call?"The accusation cracked the air like a whip.She marched across the room, heels hitting the floor in harsh defiance as she closed the space between them. Justin barely moved. He didn't flinch or stand. His eyes, sharp and visibly annoyed, stared at her with cold displeasure, every muscle in his face screaming exhaustion."For crying out loud, Arian," he said, exasperation bleeding into every word, "I am at work. Can you at least let me ha

The car drove away, swerving into a road I had never set foot—or wheels—on before. It stretched ahead like a forgotten path, one swallowed by trees and shadows. I had no idea where we were headed, and worse, I doubted I’d ever be able to retrace my steps if things took a turn for the worst. If the worst truly came to pass… I’d be lost.I sat quietly in the passenger seat, my body stiff beside Justin. Every muscle in me tensed as though bracing for impact. I didn’t move. I didn’t speak. I didn’t even dare breathe too loud. My breaths came shallow and careful, as though even a whisper of air might betray the truth buried in my chest. I was terrified that if I made a sound, he’d hear it—feel it—and know. That somehow, he’d sense the guilt clawing at me.What if he already knew?What if this entire drive was a setup?What if he was taking me to some desolate place—one far away from help, far from witnesses—where he would end it all? Where would he end me? And no one would know. No one wou