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Ethan In Love

Book 2 of the ‘Edward in Love’ In Love Saga It had been over five years since Ethan Jackson and Demyan Chernyshevsky-Coleman had broken up. Five years of avoiding family gatherings, awkward greetings and longing glances from across the room. For both they had tried to move on. To forget their first true loves and try to make a name from themselves from their family’s glory. For Demyan who constantly had to live up to both his fathers’; Edward and Vasili, success he found it difficult to shake off his past when eyes were constantly on him. To forget the man he had once fallen so deeply in love with that it had consumed him for almost a decade but found it near to impossible. For Ethan who constantly worked hard to prove he belonged into a family whose name was a household brand, he often found himself drowning into the voices of those who believed he belonged nowhere near the successful family. His decisions had ruined his chances with the only boy he had ever loved and even though it was almost a decade later he found it difficult to forget. Now as the ex-couple face each other again, will their love prevail or will new love conquests stop them in their path? *** Please beautiful readers read Book 1 and it’s side story, Edward in Love, to better understand Book 2 of the ‘In Love Saga’. Hope you Enjoy!

Matli_Unicorn · LGBT+
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Ethan 

I ran my fingers through Demyan's curly hair gently and ran water through sections of it amazed at how easily they sprung back despite them being wet. His hair was like pure curly silk and I could stare at it for hours. 

After a long day out in the cold I had never been more grateful for hot water. All the tension in my muscles seemed to relax and with a sigh I snuggled him closer to me as we enjoyed the quiet. 

"Have you thought about what Helena said about your brothers?"

I partially opened one eye wondering where the topic had come from, "No. Luca and Stefano like Oxford. I'm not going to move them."

"Well I think you should consider it," he softly spoke, his fingers tracing random shapes into my forearm. "I used to love moving around when I was a bit younger."