Romans & histoires Is Justina Valentine Gay

"Oh. And that will be so disgusting; you getting attracted to me. I hope I don't catch you peeping, you bloody fag…" Justin’s expression changed, and he cut in with anger. Who the hell does Nougat think he is? It’s not as if he’s Hayden! “Shut up, you think you are worthy…” "Words, Nougat! What's the issue? Why the noise?" Evan stepped into the garden, and his eyes fell on the two glaring boys. Nougat turned to Evan and shuddered with disgust. “Dad, can you believe? Justin is a fag. He's gay.”

And I don’t trust myself around it. The last thing I felt wasn’t anger. Wasn’t pride. Wasn’t even humiliation. It was the memory of being held. Of warmth on both sides. Of not feeling alone for a split second. And that.. That scared me more than losing ever could. But first of all, I need to get a woman over. Valentina. There's no fucking way in hell I'm gay. Even if it's a drop dead gorgeous man, men actually.. blushing furiously.

It’s clearly a stretch, but somehow, I am feeling the fantasy. “See, I didn’t even know my son is gay.” She let out a quiet chuckle, and I can almost imagine her reaction if she knew that both of her sons are gay. This woman missed a whole series of Valentine and Vincent’s life. “I am such a terrible mother.” She uttered as a single tear dropped from her eye.

Will replied as he knew what exactly Justin was referring to "... well, it is one of it but, there's another reason I didn't tell you about. Zayn is homophobic." "What?!" Justin exclaimed "oh boy, things just got dark," "Exactly," "Wait, hold on a sec. I need to understand this? you say he's homophobic but if he really is then how could he be okay feeling himself up with you in his hold? it doesn't fit in." "I don't know, maybe he actually sees it as a normal thing like you said," "I actually said that as a joke but the world really is full with surprises," Justin said and Will could imagine the look he had on his face "How're you sure he's homophobic?"

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

She informed filling my glass with orange juice. “With Victor.” I scoffed hearing his name and she nodded with a questioning look. “Sometimes I feel like, this Victor is his first wife.” She laughed at my statement and Valerie sipped her coffee. “Victor is Valentine’s right hand. He never goes out without him. Don’t be jealous of that lad, I can tell you that Valentine is straight. He isn’t interested in guys like Harman.” Valerie assures me like it was some serious issue earning a slap on head from Lola. I spit the juice ruining my dress and laughed hard.

I watched as he used those flames to reclaim the docks, lighting up the night, smiling as he said, "Once I've secured my position, I'll marry you in grand style." I thought we would last a lifetime. I never imagined our love would crumble under a few careless lies from Lina. Lina had said, "She's a merchant's daughter. What could she want besides money?" Yet, she never knew that last year, when the Valentino Family faced a financial collapse, it was I who transferred 30 million through anonymous accounts to help them survive. And just last month, when a rival family sent assassins, it was I who had my bodyguard take a bullet for him…

Christopher said as he poured himself a glass of wine, watching everyone pour for themselves also before he said, “Never have I ever had a one night stand.” Christopher and Starr drank, while the rest looked at the funny. “Really?” Sorcha had asked, looking specifically at Starr. Starr chuckled as she said, “Never have I ever lied about myself to get laid.” Everyone drank, except Valentine. “When?” Magnus asked him, adjusting himself on his legs, which he was seated on. Valentine smiled faintly. “High school days. I hadn’t been out, and you had to have had sex. So, I lied about being straight to have sex with a girl, so I could join in on the discussions.”

How I managed to stay composed was a miracle, because deep down I was burning with joy. Valen is gay. She loves fucking women just like I do. That night, I barely slept. I tossed from one side of the bed to the other, stalking her socials, consuming everything about her. The way Nina moaned as Valen ate her up. The way Valen spoke to me. The look in her eyes—like she knew I was drowning and she was the reason. How was I supposed to cope now that I knew she loved women? That I had seen her, heard her fuck? God, I was losing my mind.

chapter 5 Justina's POV Whenever I think that he might just have a modicum of shame left, he proves me wrong. I had enough evidence to blow up his life; all it would take was one call to his parents, and he was as good as toast. But I held onto my tongue, kept my cool and my distance. But even that was not enough. There were days when I didn't leave early enough or came back too soon, and I was forced to watch his acts of affection with another woman.