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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

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Demyan 

Ethan swung the axe so fluidly that when it connected with the wood it came apart so easily you would have thought he was chopping into butter. He had given me his jacket to hold which I did like the dutiful boyfriend I was. He wore a muscle tight long sleeve shirt underneath that held onto his muscles perfectly. 

That used to be Ethan's upper class fashion. Muscle tees, jeans, sweatpants, if you were lucky sneakers but most times it was always slides. Seeing Ethan in his shirt made me feel insecure about my own muscles, clearly I was not paying enough attention in the gym.

Ethan was that person you were not sure if you were in love with him or if you wanted to be him. The lines were often so blurred that sometimes I envied the man he was but became even happier that he was all mine.