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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

K_Contiello · LGBT+
Classificações insuficientes
303 Chs

Strip Club

[Adrian's POV]

"Sorry. I gotta answer this real quick."

Adrian slowed chewing and trailed his gaze on the shorter man's back. Through the rowdiness inside the pantry, he watched Johan hurried away from their table and exited the food pantry to answer the suspicious call.

Was it necessary for Johan to go outside? And who would even call him at twelve midnight?

Adrian gripped the plastic bottle and gulped down water to wash away the food clogging his throat.

After months of having lunch together, Adrian had observed Johan enough to know he disliked phone calls. There were times he witnessed him staring at the caller ID but won't pick up, intentionally ignoring the call. Once the person on the other line hung up, Johan would either reply through text or resume eating as if the call never happened. To see Johan answering on the first few rings felt odd.

'Could it be... his ex-boyfriend?'