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Playful Hearts On A Boundary Line [BL]

Johan came from a past full of dark secrets. After his first love/best friend cheated on him, he left their rural town and lived for a fresh start in the nearby city, portraying an innocent persona. For years, he kept everyone out of his private life, but the mystery he’s hiding captivated Adrian, a man with an unsatisfied relationship with his girlfriend. Despite their apparent attraction to one another, a line kept them from acting on their feelings. But when Johan outed himself in a drunken confession, things took a drastic turn. On the day he decided to distance himself from his handsome workmate, Adrian appeared on his doorstep and invited him for a walk. Blinded by desire, Johan gets tangled in an insatiable affair that challenged his beliefs, awakened his feelings, and roused his fears. As they ventured between the boundaries of love, lust, and friendship, Johan’s secrets resurfaced one by one, and Adrian’s in for a wild, dangerous ride. ——— Warnings: Oh, hey! So you've decided to click on it. Great! Just a little heads up, though. If you're looking for a BL Fairytale where MC is an innocent cinnamon roll and ML is a gay Prince Charming, you've clicked the wrong book. This story depicts a grey side of gay relationships not everyone would dare to tackle. It's a sinfully forbidden love story. Sex scenes are descriptive, and strong language are unfiltered that may be upsetting to others. Readers discretion is STRONGLY advised. ——— Gold Tier Winner of WPC# 125: LGBT+ Pride Month

K_Contiello
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303 Chs

The End Of Summer

[Adrian's POV]

The thumping of the ball against the cement floor synchronized with the wild beating of his heart. It was Sunday afternoon. As agreed, they went to a covered court near NeonMIX Nightclub to play basketball. It was only a two-versus-two game; him and Felix against Raymond and Nick, but the tension in the air was enough to generate electricity.

Adrian wiped the sweat off of his eyebrows, gasping for breath as he dribbled the ball with his right hand. Perspiration drenched his yellow basketball jersey as if he just ran in the rain. His raised right arm glistened with sweat as he defend the ball from Nick, who had a predatory stare, not just to the ball, but even to him. 

The hell was his problem? It's just a game. Yet he looked like a shark about to devour him.