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eepest part of my mind where I had abandoned it. I had moved on, hadn't I? I'd buried whatever forbidden and unholy feelings I had under the weight of new commitments, and lots of office work, just to ta

me from behind. All the control and practice I had

m that quiet, shy introverted nerd I once knew to a completely different person. Bold and courageous. I knew from the way he dressed, he didn'

ailed down to his lean but fit profile and the way his tight skinny trousers was showing off his ass. His gaze was filled with subtle intensity that wasn't there before. It unsett

ears filled my nose, lavender and baby powder. And the worst part he h

pped spinning, just for a moment, while he held

. I was Andrian, the master and the most promising heir to emerge in the whole of Manchester city. the one who didn't get faz

handed me my second mission this morning for the past three years. This mission he'd set for me. It was vague, cryptic even. "T

lose t

No explanation, no reaso

his stupid games and plans. Why was he so invested in Alex in making sure I stayed close to him? There was something hidden beneath it, some secret he refused to share. But that was just how my

p to make it work, enough connections to disappear completely. But every time I thought about it, the thought of my mother anchored me back. Now, he

ossibly bright, wide blue eyes gazing into mine with something tha

back. Blinding anger surged through me, unconsciously and unexpected, at the sight of Alex being pushed around like he was nothing. I had clenched my fist

Josh, the child of one of my father's

suppress the boiling fury from Josh treating Alex like that

I was back to my normal life, and my real name was Andrian. I felt kinda guilt

or expecting, that I'd admit it. But my voice came out

don't k

. I had just denied any connection, any history we shared, and in that moment, a part of me died. A cold,

ey, the reality of what I'd done weighed on me. Alex's face lingered in my mind. His b

hattering any trust he might have had left in me. And the

for th

scipline,and keeping my emotions in check. And more off my position as the next heir of the "

r making himself look like a fool. I couldn't bear to imagine his expression, but that was not my concern now. I needed to focus