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Renji Isamu. Male, 29 years old. Bisexual. Number 1 celebrity gay novelist in Japan. Handsome, thick wallet, professional, but live in sorrow. Renji is used to doing one night stands. With mens. With girls. With friends. With whores. For him everything is same. In the past, Renji wasn't like that. Deep disappointment has changed him. His father hates him being able to love men too, Renji is separated from Veer and his family from Netherland. He fled ... And then lived alone in Japan. In Japan Renji falls in love with Jean. A girl. But, he fell broken again. When he was about to get serious with Haru, a guy, reality had slapped him hard. Two failed marriages. Renji doesn't want to live a life of romance and fuck everyone. However, one day Renji met Ginnan Takahashi. A gigolo. Male prostitutes in a 24 hour bar. They met accidentally. They stare at each other without a plan. And they fell in love with so many stories. . . . . A POETRY FROM GINNAN TO RENJI: ["I could be anything in the world, but i wanted to be his"] ["I don't believe in magic, but they said 'You will, when you see him"] ["He is a mess, but he is a masterpiece"] ["And how dare the world to take him"] ~ Amsterdam, Midnight. . . . Follow My IG: @er_himmel

Om_Rengginnang · LGBT+

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213 Chs

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"Fine, something's not right with you," Renji said.

Ginnan was getting further and further away from the man. "I told you I'm fine..." he said. Pretending to be strong, but his voice actually sounded rocking.

"Fine, stay stubborn," Renji said, sounding calm, but immediately slamming Ginnan on top of the man. BRUGH!

"Ah!"

"...now choose what you want. Confess or I rape?"

DEG

Ginnan rolled himself up. "I..." she trembled, suddenly scared, but then started to speak. "When do you think we'll be home?" he asked. They stare so deep.

"Me? Anytime. My work can be done anywhere as long as there is an internet connection," Renji said. "Why the sudden question?"

"I..." Ginnan looked doubtful for a moment. "I don't want to rush home," he said quietly.

"Hmm?"

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