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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

Pure Heaven

Ethan 

We walked hand in hand along the river side as we enjoyed cups of tea. The temperature after sunset had dropped massively and we had to go back to our cars to wear warmer coats. Demyan let his hair down since he said it was like a protective blanket. 

It was 10pm, the city was still alive and I did not think I had stayed up this late for a very long time. My sleep schedule was so in tune with Belli that when I yawned at 9pm Demyan forced a coffee down my throat to wake me up. 

Even though I was tired, I did not want the night to end. "It's been so long since we were able to do this," I smiled at Demyan as he rubbed his already tired eyes. 

He looked at me with a wrinkled nose, "Walk?"

I rolled my eyes, "Walk holding hands."