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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

The Hospital, The Ambulance

Demyan 

"You have a job?"

"Yes I have a job," I rolled my eyes as I slipped on my ballet tights then tied up my hair into a tight bun. 

"But I thought you were retired?"

"From professional big scale dancing Malia," I shoved her head back which caused her to fall onto her back on the bed as she let out a loud laugh. "Not private bookings. Not all of us are tour stars now."

"Oh someone's catty," she let out a loud laugh, "You have a little bit of belly fat now, how are you going to jump and spin like this?"

I placed my hands on my hips then glared at her, "I lose weight fast. You're one to talk."

She held up her hands in surrender, "Cats out of the bag. Anyway, do you know who the client is?"

"Not a clue," I shrugged, "Not that it matters. Just feels good to dance again even if it is the most difficult one yet."