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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 Cover Art: It belongs to me. I drew Johan's character.

K_Contiello · LGBT+
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303 Chs

A Favor

[Adrian's POV]

"Where exactly are you taking me?" Adrian asked, taking a glance at the jeep's driver in apprehension.

Russell kept his eyes on the road, but he sent Adrian a mysterious smirk. "To your final destination."

That statement alone sent a shiver down his spine. When Russell drove into an empty alley with small houses not meant for the living, Adrian almost wanted to jump out of the vehicle as soon as it slowed down.

Russell just brought him to a cemetery.

Adrian gripped the seatbelt over his torso. "W-What are we doing here?"

"We're here to talk." Russell turned off the engine and hopped off of his jeep.

Despite the uneasiness he was feeling, Adrian followed Russell out of the vehicle and into a burial chamber painted in faded pink. Realization sunk in when he caught the name imprinted on the tomb inside.

It was Marianne's grave.