First-Person POV LGBTQ+ 網路小說與 Brave 故事

After a series of repeated near death experiences, reclusive billionaire Callum West is forced to accept personal protection. To add insult to injury, his new bodyguard, Roman, doesn't care about his billionaire status which irks him to no end. When Callum's gay status is brought to light and corporate vultures begin to circle around, Roman proposes an audacious solution: a fake marriage for one year that would protect Callum's image and life only if he lets Roman in. What he didn't expect was to fall for Callum and now he's stuck unsure of what to do with the hatred he's harboured for the billionaire even as other feelings begin to rise.

“I fall for her, June Bentley, my brother’s fiancée. Yeah, this is silly, and many of my friends may get startled if I declare the truth. They can see me as a third wheel in my brother’s engagement, but I don’t care about their opinions. Though, I really love her at the first place. The moment I meet her as my private teacher is the time when I start developing my feelings to her. There is no other people I really want to see. It is only her and forever will be her. Yet, unexpectedly, after getting engaged to my brother, unexpectedly, she often spends more time for me. Among those times, she suddenly confesses her feelings to me. Her admission certainly makes me happy, but I realize that our love might be impossible to happen, but we decide to go through it, through the thick and thin, whether it is happy or sad.” -Stacy Barfield-

Blurb: He is off limits but every fiber of my being shamelessly wants to have him. After a break up with my ex-girlfriend, I gave up on love–believing my purpose was building my own company and not chasing feelings that leaves me empty. But one short, burning kiss changes everything forever. Her lips melt into mine like the perfect fit, her tongue erasing the numbness I'd carried for months. Everything about that kiss felt magically intoxicating. Until I opened my eyes. And realized that I just kissed a guy. It should have disgusted me, it should have even made me furious. Yet, I strangely wanted more. I told myself to stay away from him, to forget that night ever happened. But the spark in his eyes sets my body on fire, and when his finger brushes my cheek, resistance diffuses out of my body. I know this attraction will destroy me. But how do you resist something that feels so wrong, yet so right?