ALEX'S POV I was sitting in the back of the book club at the café, trying to focus on the discussion even as my mind kept drifting to Marcus. The guilt still sat heavy in my chest, but I could not stop wanting him. When the break started, he appeared beside me like always and my heart jumped.“Marcus, not here again,” I whispered with an exasperated sigh. “You know that people are outside, right? This is my book club.”But he just took my hand, saying absolutely nothing to me at all, before he began to pull me toward the back office there. I stopped refusing to move. Then, he drew me closer and whispered. “Come with me, sweet boy. I need you now,” he said.That I couldn't refuse. So I went with him.When we were there, in the small room that had a desk and shelves, he simply locked the door behind us and pushed me against the large desk at the centre of the space.Then, as I was panting softly, he just pulled out some soft ropes from his pocket.My eyes grew wide.“Marcus, wait.
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