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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+
Not enough ratings
236 Chs

You've got bolder

Pop was smiling from ear to ear when I finally came down from my room after dressing for the visit to my mother's grave. She looked so damn pleased with herself that it made me arch a brow in suspicion.

"Why are you happy?"

I sat down on the cushion next to her. Since Sly isn't down yet, I figured I can stay next to her, and wait for him.

"Why? Are you unhappy that I'm happy?"

"Your happiness just creeps me out. I don't know why, but I sense that you are not up to any good."

"When have I been up to any good?" She arched a brow at me.

"Thank God, you know you are always up to no good." I purse my lips, narrowing my eyes at her a bit.

"You are dressed fine. Where are you going? Don't tell me you are going on a date with my brother?"

"Is there anything wrong with that?" I gave my clothes a once over. I'm currently putting on black trousers and a blue shirt. My hair was slicked back with a gel.