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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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546 Chs

Buzzing

Demyan 

Despite Malia's protests of wanting to sleep, she woke up immediately, grabbed her phone and called her mum. From the snippets of conversation I had heard, her mother was already asleep and extremely confused but allowed Malia to book a flight for her as soon as possible. 

Malia was so excited she could barely fall asleep after that and we took a walk in the middle of the night in the cold just to tire her out. Once she was yawning, we went back to the mansion and she was quick to pass out. 

We had to wake up extremely early to pick Nika up and at 6am we were on our way out. I drove the Ghost whilst a buzzing Malia had fallen asleep again on the passenger seat. I was grateful for the cup of coffee I had drank otherwise I would have been as dead as her.