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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

"Which car do you want to take today, Belli?" I held her little hand as we stood in my garage. 

I had tied her hair up into a high ponytail with a massive yellow bow that matched her puffer jacket, denim jeans and her feet were covered by her little veldskoene. She pouted her lips as she hummed before she let go of my hand and ran to the orange and black McLaren I saved for special occasions. 

"I don't know if it's baby friendly," I laughed as she tried to open the door but it was locked. 

"Let's go Daddy, let's go!" she sang cutely as she hopped around the car before she ran back to me and threw herself in my arms. 

"You have to promise not to tell Oupa (Damien)," I pressed my index finger to my lips indicating it would be our little secret. 

She nodded eagerly, pressed her finger to her lips and cutely shushed. "I promise Daddy."