Under Secrets (BxB)
Archie was forced to marry Dylan Montgomery to make peace between his homeland, the Promor Empire and the Kingdom of Greavaria.
He agreed to marry Dylan but with the secret purpose of avenging the death of his mother, who died in a trap set by Greavaria soldiers during the war.
However time passes and due to several things that happened between them, Archie falls in love with Dylan, but for some reason Dylan remains resilient and firm without showing any feeling toward Archie which made him more frustrated, after all Archie was the most desired man by the maidens of Promor.
In the end Archie discovers that the woman he had married was actually a man.
In desperation to get Dylan to accept him unconditionally, he forces Dylan to accept that he feed his carnal desires on condition that he does not reveal Dylan's true identity to his father and the entire Empire.
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Chapter: The End"Ugh!" Archie hugged Dylan tightly as he reached his orgasm.He lay down on Dylan's body and both took a deep breath."You're still hot Dylan..." Archie said, taking a deep breath."You're the one who's so horny… how many times have we done this today?""Four... and I feel like I want more...""I feel my ass sore...""That's because we haven't had sex in a long time."Dylan hugged him tight."I missed you so much..." He said"Me too... I only thought about you daily."Dylan began to stroke his hair and at that moment he lowered his head, seeing the earring Archie wore in his left ear."And that earring..." Dylan put his hand to his ear, "What's it's story?""Hmmm... It's family tradition.""What tradition? I don't remember seeing your father's ear pierced.""Well... it's my mother's family. One of those years I went to visit her family and they taught me a fe
Last Updated: 2022-03-20
Chapter: Visit to Greavaria IIThat day, Dylan went on a trip to Seimes where he would be three years away from Archie and Meggy, from Lizha, from his father and from every possible distraction. A trip for which he would aim to study, meditate and have intensive training so that when he finished he could be prepared to be crowned prince of Greavaria. On the other hand, Archie left Greavaria and returned to Promor having arrived two days later. On the day he returned, at the time of his presentation in the throne room, he had only informed his father that Dylan had stayed in Greavaria and that he would give the explanation to his father at the end of the day at a dinner between them. The day passed and finally it was time for dinner and the moment for Archie to finally reveal the truth to his father. Halfway through dinner, Archie revealed that Dylan wasn't actually coming back until three years later. His father was totally worried and curious about, so Archie said that Dylan had gone to an intensive training s
Last Updated: 2022-03-20
Chapter: Revealing the truth: Part II"So..." Arthur paused, not knowing what he could really say about the letter he had just read. He kept looking at Dylan, "So what I just read is really true?""Yes, my father," Dylan lowered his head."And does your husband happen to know that?"Dylan looked at Archie."Yes, I know," Replied Archie.Arthur frowned, really surprised."Hmmm," Arthur went into thoughtful mode, "How long have you known this?""Since we got married... Well, two months after our wedding."Arthur was even more surprised, as he remembered that when Dylan first returned it had been three months since their wedding."So when you first came back your husband had just found out, that?" he looked at Dylan."No father. Actually, that time I had just refused his love...""Hmmm..." Arthur looked unbelievable, "Did you declare your love for Dylan even though you know he's a man?" he looked at Archie."Yes. I had already started to like him before I knew that. When I found out it was a shock, I was angry but I couldn't
Last Updated: 2022-03-10
Chapter: Revealing the truthArchie walked into Dylan's bedchamber and saw his spouse standing by the window looking through it and the crib beside Dylan's bed.He closed the door and walked towards the crib.He opened the drapes and gave a light peek, seeing that the baby was sleeping peacefully."Wow! How cute!" e said, in a low voice.He closed the curtain and walked towards Dylan, hugging him from behind."My love..." Archie laid his head on Dylan's shoulder.Dylan took his hands, lacing his fingers with his."What do you think makes you so airy... it's been like this for a week until now. What bothers you so much?""Nothing much.""Don't lie to me Dylan."Dylan sighed and turned to face Archie."Tell me!" Archie looked at him in the eyes."I've been thinking about what Meggy said before she lost her life...""And?"Dylan laid his head against Archie's chest and sighed."I don't know... I don't know... it shook me up a lot.""Are you talking about the part where she was talking about loving each other just as
Last Updated: 2022-03-04
Chapter: Mourning II: Part IIArchie got up and covered Meggy's face with a sheet.Dylan stood up, still holding the baby in his arms."Excuse me! I'm going to have to get out of here," He said."It's okay my love.""You'll meet me at my bedchamber."Archie nodded.Dylan continued walking, heading towards the door.He reached the door, opened it and saw Lizha and Ian outside."Your Highness Dylan," Ian bowed.Dylan nodded, forcing a smile and finally closed the door."Lizha!""Yes, Your Highness!""Come with me!""Yes."Dylan didn't say anything else and continued on, being followed by Lizha.Ian watched Dylan leave, being accompanied by Lizha.Did something happen? he wondered, as he watched Dylan and Lizha walk downstairs.He heard Meggy's bedchamber door open and turned seeing Archie already outside closing the door. His facial expression wasn't that of someone who was overjoyed.Ian frowned, watching his friend approach.I understand that he is not the child's father... but his facial expression is not the best
Last Updated: 2022-03-02
Chapter: Mourning IILizha was hurrying up the stairs toward Dylan's bedchamber.She finally reached the third floor and could already see the door to her friend's bedchamber.She reached for the handle and opened the door."Dylan!" she said as soon as she opened the door."What's it?" Dylan put down the book he was reading."Meggy went into labor.""Huh?" Dylan was surprised, "The birth wasn't due in two days after all?" he asked, still surprised."It was... but she happens to be giving birth right now.""It's..." Dylan got up, looking quite flustered, "It's ok. Find my husband and give him that information. I'll be right there.""Yes."Lizha took a step back from the bedchamber and closed the door.Dylan started looking around, "Where did I leave it?"He went to his nightstand, put the book he was reading over it and opened a drawer.He took a quick look inside, looking for something with his eyes."Here it is!" he said, reaching inside the drawer.From inside the drawer he took out a rosary and then clo
Last Updated: 2022-02-28
Gold & Sand
Loyalties will be tested. Hearts will be broken. Desire will be their downfall.
Middlesbrough's underworld is a dangerous game, and Matthew Smith finds himself right in the middle of it. A once-feared gang leader, he is now forced to be a pawn in a deadly cat-and-mouse game. Matthew's only shot at freedom is helping the police bring down Mr. K, the elusive mafia boss of the city. The only problem is that the detective he is forced to work with is the same man who arrested him years ago.
Masahiro Payne is everything Matthew hates: cold, calculating, and relentless. But their only hope for survival is by pretending to be a happy couple, blending in amidst dangerous crime, deceit, and power struggles. The closer they find themselves to taking down Mr. K's empire, the more they are attracted to one another, an affair too potent to turn from.
As their undercover mission spirals into a web of lies and hidden desires, they face a growing threat from all sides. But the greatest risk is the one they can't control-their own feelings. With every touch, every stolen kiss, the line between their fake relationship and real emotions blurs.
In a world of betrayal, trust is a luxury, and falling for each other may be the deadliest mistake of all. Can they survive the deadly mafia games or will their passion be their demise?
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Chapter: Chapter 243Clark stepped out of the bathroom, hair still damp, glasses fogging slightly as he adjusted them with one hand. A loose t-shirt clung to his frame, baggy pajama pants hanging low on his hips, flip flops slapping lightly against the hardwood as he moved.The scent hit him before he reached the living room—rosemary, garlic, a hint of something sweet. His stomach, traitorous as ever, growled on cue.Adam was at the stove, shirtless, a tea towel slung over his shoulder. The muscles in his back shifted with each movement, smooth and effortless as he stirred something in a pan.Clark hovered at the edge of the room. “You cook like that and still act surprised people want to fuck you.”Adam didn’t turn. “You flirt like that and still wonder why you end up bruised.”Clark smirked, stepping further in. “Touché.”Adam plated without a word, setting two dishes on the table like it was routine. Like they weren’t still bruised from each other in all the wrong ways.Clark raised an eyebrow. “Settin
Last Updated: 2025-04-03
Chapter: Chapter 242The low hum of the television filled the living room. Adam sat sprawled on the couch, one arm draped lazily over the backrest, remote balanced loosely in his hand. Some news anchor droned on about the latest scandal, but Adam barely glanced at the screen. The sunlight filtering through the windows cast a warm glow over the space, though the tension clinging to the room remained as cold as ever.Clark stood near the kitchen counter, arms crossed, his fingers drumming impatiently against his elbow. He was still in yesterday’s clothes—the wrinkled shirt barely buttoned, the trousers creased from hours spent tangled in bed. He’d rolled up the sleeves at some point, exposing pale forearms that still bore faint impressions of Adam’s grip. Every mark, every ache, gnawed at him."I need to go home," Clark said flatly.Adam didn’t even flinch. His eyes remained on the screen, the glow of the TV reflecting faintly against his dark skin. "No."Clark's jaw clenched. "I wasn’t as
Last Updated: 2025-04-03
Chapter: Chapter 241The clock crawled past noon.Clark slouched on the leather couch, whiskey in hand. The ice had melted. He didn’t care. His shirt stuck to his skin, wrinkled and loose from the night before. He hadn’t changed. Hadn’t showered. The bruises on his neck were impossible to ignore. Dark splotches, some shaped like teeth. Others like fingers. A goddamn masterpiece, signed in pain.Adam, though? He looked like he’d just stepped out of a cologne advertising.Shirtless. Loose sweatpants slung low. Muscles on full display, carved deep beneath dark skin. The light caught every scar, every ripple. And those hands — Clark’s gaze kept catching on them. Rough, wide-knuckled, capable of wrecking anything. He knew that better than anyone now.The worst part? Adam wasn’t even trying.He moved through the kitchen like he owned the air. Coffee in one hand, the other lazily resting on the counter. Like nothing happened. Like Clark’s body wasn’t still a battlefield."You act like n
Last Updated: 2025-03-31
Chapter: Chapter 240The air between them was suffocating.Clark’s eyes flashed, his bare chest still heaving as he jerked the sheets higher, though there was little point. The bruises were already visible—dark purple splotches along his neck, across his chest, down his sides. Some shaped like teeth. Others like fingers. He felt every mark. Every ache. And the soreness that ran deeper than his skin."You—" Clark’s voice cracked, still rough from sleep, from the night before. He swallowed. "You took advantage of me."Adam stood at the edge of the bed, already tugging his sweatpants back on. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t argue. Just pulled the waistband up with that same brute force that lingered in Clark’s bones."I'm just as horrified as you are," Adam muttered, his voice low, stripped of anything that resembled guilt. "I’m making breakfast.""Breakfast?" Clark's laugh was sharp. "You think I care about breakfast? You think eggs and coffee are going to make me forget that you—" His hand flew to the side of his
Last Updated: 2025-03-30
Chapter: Chapter 239Adam woke to the sound of his phone vibrating.The dull hum buzzed somewhere on the nightstand, insistent and unforgiving. He ignored it at first, the weight of exhaustion still heavy. His body ached. Not the usual ache—not from fights or workouts or even a bad mattress. This was different. Deep. Lingering. And the sheets tangled around his legs, damp with sweat and something else —something worse. Then it hit him.Clark.Barely covered. Skin marred with darkened bruises and red marks that Adam’s hands—his hands—had left behind. The bite marks at the base of Clark’s neck. The faint outline of teeth against pale skin. The way his chest rose and fell, lips parted, a mess of tangled blond hair sprawled over the pillow. He looked ruined.Adam swallowed hard.`What the fuck did I do?’The memories clawed back like a slow burn. The rough kisses. The bruising grip. Clark’s gasping, stuttering pleas. The bed creaking beneath the relentle
Last Updated: 2025-03-30
Chapter: Chapter 238The second bottle was already half empty.Clark’s glass dangled loosely between his fingers, half-forgotten. The amber burn had long since softened to something gentler. Warmer. It dulled the edges, smoothed out the cracks. But the fire inside him? That wasn’t from the scotch.It was from Adam.Barefoot, loose sweatpants slung low... he sprawled across the couch, the muscles in his chest and arms carved deep beneath dark skin. The light brown of his eyes gleamed under the dim lamplight, their sharpness dulled only slightly by the alcohol. Every now and then, Adam’s hand curled lazily around his glass, swirling the drink, his fingers broad and rough. Unbothered. Unapologetically masculine.And Clark? Clark was eating him alive.He wasn’t hiding it anymore.Why should he? The flush on his cheeks wasn’t just from the alcohol. The way his eyes lingered a second too long, traced the line of Adam’s collarbone, the slope of his shoulders—none of it was subtle. And A
Last Updated: 2025-03-30
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