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My Masked Lover

Forced into an arranged marriage to save his stepmother's crumbling business, Lee lives his life in sadness. His CEO husband doesn't love him, he resents him with all his being. As a young teen who wants nothing more than the sweet true love he envisioned, Lee tries to make things better, but it seems the more he tries to get his CEO lover to like him, the more he's despised. When a chance comes for him to attend a weekly masked ball presents itself, he goes there with the main purpose of escaping the drama of his life. There he meets a man. Thor was the masked name he goes by. Thor, a man whose caresses ignites a fire in Lee's soul.  Week after week of meeting, Lee fells in love with him. Lee lives in sadness during the week with his CEO husband who treats him like trash, and not as a significant other. And he lives his weekend dancing, and having the time of his life in the arms of his masked lover. Lee can't stop his teen heart from falling for the smooth talker. What happens when Lee finds out they are married in real life? And don't forget the secret that seems to shake his life to the core.

Unsolvable_Mystery · LGBT+
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236 Chs

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"What's wrong?" Sly frowned at me, "can't you swim?"

"That's not a problem."

Spending time alone in the house with nothing to do can make you learn skills you wouldn't have learned ordinarily.

Although, I've not spent time in the swimming pool before.

I swim in the outdoor pool. The surrounding trees made it seem as if I'm in an entirely different world.

Only once did I swim here, and that was during my first week in this place. However, the moment I saw the outdoor pool, it took my breath away and held me captive.

"Then, what's wrong?" He looked concerned, "are you feeling alright?"

"Why shouldn't I be?" I sat down beside the pool, "you can go in first, I will join you when I'm ready."

"Sure." He started removing his clothes, and I sat there, pretending as if I'm not discreetly checking him out.

Sly turned to look at me, and I pretended as if I wasn't checking him out.