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The question hung between them like smoke. Alex’s heart dropped. “No. I don’t. I just didn’t expect it to feel this real so fast.” Brian ran a hand through his hair. “Me either. Sometimes I feel like I’m losing control around you.” Alex blinked. “What do you mean?” “I mean—” Brian paused. “I feel like I could rip someone apart if they looked at you the wrong way. I want to scent you all the time. Keep you close. It scares me, Alex.”

*** THE YEAR 2019, the results of the Birschet International School, 2 months after Justin didn't know what to do as Marian stopped behind him as he propped up his hands on his knees. He glanced at the other side as he doesn't know what to think of but just to close his eyes and cry. He didn't know that the last time he would see his grandfather was at that time when he was afraid to confess his feelings for Marian. Justin shook his head as he whispered to himself, "No... no... he's not dead."

I miss everything and no boy, no matter how good looking, can change that. Brian stopped suddenly, he looked pained. He opened his mouth and what came out wasn't what I was expecting. "Go to him. Not every love should be based on romance. Sometimes, be content with the friendship that goes beyond. I won't lie, I don't associate with friends. I don't let people come to close," he looked like this was breaking him, "But, I let you in. Without any thought, of the friendship I'd put in jeopardy." He held up a hand, interrupting the sentence I was about to say, and continued as though nothing happened. "I was the selfish one. I knew how much you loved Dean, I knew everything. In fact, I suggested

Dаmn аm I glаd I did. Thеrе'ѕ оnе tіnу dеtаіl, insignificant tо mе аt thе time, that I hаvеn't mentioned уеt. Brian is nоt аn оnlу сhіld. Hе hаѕ a уоungеr ѕіѕtеr, 6 уеаrѕ younger іn fасt. Mаrу. Whаt аn оbnоxіоuѕ twerp. She was аlwауѕ hаngіng around us аnd gеttіng іn оur way. Shе'ѕ thе оnе whо саught us with the beer іn thе garage thе fіrѕt tіmе and also caught us the оnе tіmе wе tried weed. If we were hаvіng fun, ѕhе ԛuісklу ѕhоwеd uр to ruіn іt. I thіnk I hаtеd hеr аt tіmеѕ. I knеw Brian hated hеr аll thе time. Shе was tаll аnd gаnglу, аll knees аnd elbows аnd high, whіnіng voice. Ugghhhh.

Trevor asked casually, though his tone carried a hint of curiosity. Justin’s brows furrowed as he turned fully to face Trevor. “Why?” Trevor leaned back, crossing his arms. “She came over yesterday,” he said. “Okay,” Justin replied, his voice devoid of emotion as he leaned back against the couch. “And she was crying,” Trevor continued, his gaze fixed on Justin. “She said you don’t give her attention anymore and that she knows you lied to her about Kulture coming over when she didn’t.” Justin let out another sigh, running a hand over his face. He didn’t deny it.

She couldn't get her hopes up. "Ah... yes." Brian scratched his head non-itchy. Brian felt awkward this time. He didn't expect his heart to beat fast when he was close to Vio. Is he going through his second puberty? 'You idiot, Brian! Weren't you the one who rejected Vio's existence from the start? Why do you feel comfortable now when you are beside her? Don't be greedy, Brian!' Brian insisted in his heart. He kept reminding himself of their genuine relationship. After all, he had done, Brian was sure that Vio would not easily forgive him.

Brian replied casually, his handsome face now feeling more menacing. "Don't joke around, Brian! This is not funny at all. What kind of movie did you watch that made you say such weird things?" Brian flashed a crooked smile, then moved closer to me, pulling my hips toward him. We were now just inches apart, and I could see that his skin was unusually pale, different from what I had always seen. "I'm not joking; I'm serious. You need to know who I really am, Dylan! I've been holding back all this time, but your scent is too strong, and it's making me crave your blood..."

He informed her of all that had happened in her absence and how Jane tried to lure him into marrying her. "Jane is a devil. Just like her mother," she pointed out. "You're right." They chatted and laughed over many things but never initiated lovemaking. In The Morning Before they woke up, Charity walked in, and the door linking the hallway was still locked. It was unusual but she was happy that Brian was protecting his family. She sat down and watched the engagement video again. "No wonder he never thought of a woman all these years," she said. Suddenly, her phone rang and her face shone brightly. "Hello, Brian," she greeted.

Justin’s body convulses, but still, he laughs through it, blood pooling at his lips. “I’m working for Brian,” Justin finally spits out, eyes flicking up toward me. “He gave the order. Told me to keep an eye on Luna until he needed her.” Those words hit me like a bullet to the chest. Brian. That motherfucker. Rage surges through me, and before I realize it, my fist collides with Justin’s face again and again, blood spraying across the room. Callum grabs me, pulling me back before I can lose control completely.

"And you.. want to know about Brian and I? Do you really want to? You won't regret it?" Her words made Justin snap out of his wonderful imagination ad take in the words she just said. He didn't know why, but he had a bad premonition about what she was going to say next. However, in the end he still nodded his head without hesitation because he really wanted to know about what the deal between her and that man was..