Novel & Cerita Is Dave Gahan Gay

"Ava, please sit properly and stop leaning over to me...you might get us into an accident." But I wasn’t listening. My head felt heavy, my body light, and everything around me was blurry. I giggled as I reached for his face, my fingers trailing along his jawline. “So smooth,” I murmured. “Do you use special skincare or… is it just natural?” David exhaled, gripping my wrist and gently pushing my hand away. “Ava, keep your hands to yourself.” I pouted, tilting my head. “Why? Am I not your type? or are you really gay?"

“I don’t know what to say.” A moment passed. The tension in the room remained, even in the comfort of the blanket wrapped around him. Then, quietly, Jeffrey asked, “Are there others… like Dave?” Ronald didn’t hesitate. “He was the fourth. Two are married now. One is in a gay relationship. Dave was the only one who refused to move on.” Jeffrey exhaled slowly. “What did you do to him?” His voice held no malice, only confusion. “Why was he so... submissive with you?”

said Grayson, peering over the backseat. “Why? Does the thought of Mr. Duvall being gay make you uncomfortable G-Man? I mean you two spend a lot of time together. He’s helped you get dressed…” Grayson scoffed, “I don’t care if he is gay, Leo. Just because I’m straight doesn’t mean I'm homophobic. I just don’t see why you think my butler is gay. Or why it matters.” “Well how much do you really know about the man Grayson? How much do you really know about yourself? Are you sure you’re completely straight?” Amber pressed.

Sometimes she's really not helpful. “So you're telling me you're straight?” He raised a brow. “As a ruler,” I confirmed and his eyes narrowed at me. Like he was trying to pinpoint the lie. “It doesn't matter, really. Rhys has a record of ‘’Gay for you” men,’’ Dominic chuckled. “That man could bend a pole if he wanted.” My lips curled in amusement. It sounded so much like Rhys and I didn't doubt he could turn anyone gay. I mean, he had the looks, charm and the personality. Plus the man was seductive as hell and shamelessly flirty.

I’m not the only one who notices; Marissa’s eyes widen. “Ugh, he is so handsome,” she sighs, leaning against the wall with a dreamy expression. “Too bad he’s gay.” I raise an eyebrow, curious. “Really? Is he?” She shrugs, her casual demeanor suggesting she’s heard this before. “That’s what the rumors say. He’s never officially dated anyone. The only person he ever brings to any events is his best friend, David. And trust me, David is definitely gay.” I feel a twinge of disappointment at the thought, irrational as it may be. Why does it matter? I remind myself that my focus should be on my work, on proving my worth in this new role. Also it is not like being gay makes him less handsome.

"It's all over the news, sir. Every major outlet is running the story." Ethan stared at the screen, his eyes widening as he took in the bold headline: Ethan Maverick's Secret Life: Is the Maverick Heir Gay? The article was filled with photos and quotes from anonymous sources, each one more scandalous than the last. They detailed his lack of public relationships with women, his cold treatment of them, and his suspiciously close relationship with David. The final one was a blurry photo of Ethan standing intimately close to a male colleague, their faces mere inches apart in what appeared to be a private moment.

She continues to the next picture on the screen. "He is waiting for someone here. We need to find out who is he. Apparently, the man turns out to be gay." I raise an eyebrow. Aaron and I exchange disgusted glances because he already had a dead wife. What could change a man so easily? Of course. The lust for money. "Gay?" "That's our suspicion. However, we have a guest who is very familiar and has went to his strip club several times for fame and fun. The guards move aside, revealing two men...

“Hmph!” “Anyway, as I was saying.” Ethan continued. “His name was Dave. Everybody loved Dave. He was this nice ray of sunshine that everyone loved to be friends with… even me. Dave made me his friend. He was so nice to me. Since I was a child my parents kept away from the public eye, I attended an average school, unlike Evie's wealthy schools. So, Dave made me his friend. He liked to hang out with me, and we did stuff together as friends, but then, I began to find him attractive. Whenever he was around me, or whenever I looked at him, my heart would begin to pound so fast in excitement, and I would want to touch him. At the time, I didn't know what ‘Being Gay’ was; all I knew was that we wer

I thought to myself. "Okay, I think I need to tell you the truth. I know you're the only one that can help me keep this secret and also help me out again." David said softly. I calmed down "Tell me." "It's that, I'm gay." "What?!" I laughed. "You think I'm a fool right? Weren't you going to sleep with a married woman before her husband caught you?" "I didn't do anything, I just tried to know if I could actually do girls but I couldn't."

Aryan asked. Dave even though he had an expressionless look on his face, he was trying his best not to laugh. Aryan has always been cold and ruthless to women. He never cared about thier feelings. If he wasn't drugged, those women and Odessa won't even be in the picture now. Suddenly, Dave recieved a call. He picked it up and the person said something on the other side of the phone. Dave frowned. There was a dangerous look in his eyes. "Got it" he said and ended the call.