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My Masked Lover

Forced into an arranged marriage to save his stepmother's crumbling business, Lee lives his life in sadness. His CEO husband doesn't love him, he resents him with all his being. As a young teen who wants nothing more than the sweet true love he envisioned, Lee tries to make things better, but it seems the more he tries to get his CEO lover to like him, the more he's despised. When a chance comes for him to attend a weekly masked ball presents itself, he goes there with the main purpose of escaping the drama of his life. There he meets a man. Thor was the masked name he goes by. Thor, a man whose caresses ignites a fire in Lee's soul.  Week after week of meeting, Lee fells in love with him. Lee lives in sadness during the week with his CEO husband who treats him like trash, and not as a significant other. And he lives his weekend dancing, and having the time of his life in the arms of his masked lover. Lee can't stop his teen heart from falling for the smooth talker. What happens when Lee finds out they are married in real life? And don't forget the secret that seems to shake his life to the core.

Unsolvable_Mystery · LGBT+
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236 Chs

Who is he?

Sly and I sat at the table he reserved for the meeting.

"Should we order something before he arrives?" Sly asked after a minute or so here.

"No."

I don't have the appetite to eat now that I know I'm close to meeting my mom.

"Are you nervous?" Sly joined our hands together. He pressed my hand.

"No."

"You are nervous." He chuckled, "you don't have to be. I'm here with you." He smiled at me, "I will be with you. You can lean on me all you want."

"I will," I place my head on his shoulder.

Being here with me is the best thing I can ever ask for.

Sly gently caressed my back, "do you want me to tell you a story to deviate your attention?"

"Which story?" I glance up at him.

"Should I?" He arched a brow instead.

"If it's interesting, you can tell me. But don't tell me any story if it's not interesting."

"Don't worry, it's interesting." Sly touched my hair. "There was a boy—"