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Liam sat frozen, his heartbeat hammering in his chest. Julian and Jasper's smirks lingered in the air, their words sealing his fate. He had no choice, they said. But wasn't this what he had wanted all along? Or had he fallen so deep into their world that he could no longer tell desire from manipulation?Jasper reached out, tucking a stray lock of hair behind Liam’s ear. "You're thinking too hard, baby. We already made the choice for you."Liam swallowed hard. "I just... I don't know. This is too fast."Julian leaned back against the couch, his sharp eyes pinning Liam in place. "Too fast? Sweetheart, you’ve been in our grasp for weeks now. You keep running in circles, trying to convince yourself you have an escape. But let’s be honest–you never really wanted to leave, did you?"Liam bristled. "That’s not true. I didn't know you were two then."Jasper laughed, light and teasing," Now you know.” He trailed his fingers along Liam’s wrist, making him shiver. "Moreover, If you really wanted
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The Moreau mansion, a monument to faded glory and burgeoning mildew, sagged under the weight of its own disappointment. It was a stark contrast to the Davenport estate, a place Liam had only glimpsed the night before, a glittering promise of wealth and power he felt entitled to. Here, paint peeled like sunburnt skin, revealing layers of neglect beneath. The air hung thick with the scent of dust, regret, and Mrs. Moreau’s perpetually simmering anxieties.Liam navigated the creaking floorboards of the library, the only room in the house that still held a semblance of its former grandeur. He ran a finger along the spine of a leather-bound book, the title long since obscured by age and grime. He didn’t care about literature; he cared about leverage. And Julian Davenport was the ultimate lever.For the past few hours, Liam had been devouring every article, every blog post, every whispered rumor he could find about Julian Davenport. His search history was a testament to his growing obsessio
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The 'Obsidian Lounge' was a monument to excess, all polished chrome and strategically placed lighting designed to flatter the obscenely wealthy. Liam, dressed in a tailored black suit he'd nearly starved himself to afford, felt like a particularly gaudy ornament amidst the human chandeliers. He’d spent hours agonizing over the outfit, wanting to project an image of effortless sophistication, a stark contrast to the Moreau family’s perpetually strained finances. He needed to be noticed, not just seen, by Julian Davenport.He perched on a high stool at the bar, nursing a single, exorbitantly priced martini. He’d chosen a spot with a clear view of the entrance, his senses on high alert. He practiced nonchalant sips, his eyes scanning the room, his mind a whirlwind of rehearsed lines and calculated gestures. This was it. The first act of his carefully crafted play for revenge.He spotted Julian Davenport the moment he walked in. He was a silhouette of power, his dark suit impeccably tailo
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The address Julian’s assistant had sent me led to a penthouse apartment that practically scraped the sky. Stepping out of the taxi, I felt a familiar prickle of anxiety. This was it. The point of no return. I was about to walk into the lion’s den, armed with nothing but my wit and a hefty dose of self-loathing.The lobby was all polished chrome and hushed whispers. The doorman, a man who looked like he’d been carved from granite, eyed me with suspicion before reluctantly buzzing me up.The elevator doors opened directly into the apartment. And what an apartment it was. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the city, spread out like a glittering carpet at my feet. The furniture looked like it belonged in a museum, all sharp angles and minimalist design. It was breathtaking, and utterly sterile.He was standing by the window, a glass of amber liquid swirling in his hand. He turned as I entered, and all coherent thoughts momentarily fled. He was even more devastatingly han
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My phone buzzed insistently on the nightstand, dragging me from a fitful sleep. It was 2:17 AM, according to the glowing display. Who the hell was calling at this hour? Probably Clara, needing validation for some perceived slight against her perfect existence. I swiped to answer, my voice thick with sleep and irritation."Yeah?""Liam?" The voice was low, a smooth baritone that sent a shiver down my spine despite my annoyance. Julian Davenport."Speaking," I managed, suddenly wide awake. "What do you want?""I want you. At the Grand Royale Hotel. Penthouse suite. Be there in an hour."My eyebrows shot towards my hairline. "Excuse me? We didn't exactly exchange numbers, did we? How did you even get my contact?"A chuckle, dark and amused, echoed through the phone. "Darling, getting your number wasn't exactly rocket science. Let's just say resources are not an issue. Now, are you going to waste time asking questions, or are you going to get your ass over here?"The audacity. The sheer,
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My head was pounding. Not a gentle, "too much cheap wine" pound, but a jackhammer-to-the-skull, "did-I-get-hit-by-a-bus?" kind of pound. I pried my eyes open, the afternoon sun slanting through the gap in the curtains like a searchlight. Groaning, I managed to sit up, immediately regretting it as the room spun.Where the hell was I?The last thing I remembered was…wine. Lots of wine. And then…nothing.My blurry gaze finally focused. Plush carpet, a panoramic view of the city stretching out below, and the hushed luxury of a hotel suite that screamed "expense account." And then I saw him.Julian Davenport.He was perched on the edge of a chaise lounge, bathed in the glow of a Macbook screen, all sharp angles and focused intensity. He looked every inch the CEO, even in a casual (but undoubtedly obscenely expensive) cashmere sweater. The click of the keys stopped as he registered my movement."Ah, you're awake," he said, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine, even when I
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The champagne flute nearly shattered in my grasp as Clara’s voice, sharp and brittle as spun glass, cut through the murmur of the art auction. "Liam? What in God's name are you doing here? And with Julian?"I forced a careless shrug, the expensive silk of Julian's suit whispering against my skin. It felt like a shield, a buffer against the storm I knew was brewing. "Just enjoying the… ambiance, Clara. Found myself with some free time. Fancy seeing you here too.""Don't play coy with me," she hissed, her eyes narrowed to glittering slits. "You didn't just find yourself here. He brought you, didn’t he? You actually let my fiancée make you his date for the evening." Her voice cracked on the last word, betraying the tremor of hurt beneath the anger.I took a slow sip of champagne, enjoying the way it burned its way down. "Actually," I said, letting the lie slide off my tongue with practiced ease, "I bumped into Julian. He was… a little lost, looking for you, I presume. He asked me to play
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Liam sat frozen, his heartbeat hammering in his chest. Julian and Jasper's smirks lingered in the air, their words sealing his fate. He had no choice, they said. But wasn't this what he had wanted all along? Or had he fallen so deep into their world that he could no longer tell desire from manipulation?Jasper reached out, tucking a stray lock of hair behind Liam’s ear. "You're thinking too hard, baby. We already made the choice for you."Liam swallowed hard. "I just... I don't know. This is too fast."Julian leaned back against the couch, his sharp eyes pinning Liam in place. "Too fast? Sweetheart, you’ve been in our grasp for weeks now. You keep running in circles, trying to convince yourself you have an escape. But let’s be honest–you never really wanted to leave, did you?"Liam bristled. "That’s not true. I didn't know you were two then."Jasper laughed, light and teasing," Now you know.” He trailed his fingers along Liam’s wrist, making him shiver. "Moreover, If you really wanted
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Liam stirred, his eyes fluttering open. He blinked, trying to focus in the dim light."Julian?" he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep. "What time is it?"Jasper sat down on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Liam's hair. "It's late. But there's someone I want you to meet, officially.”Liam frowned, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness. He looked past Jasper, his gaze landing on the figure standing in the doorway.He gasped, his eyes widening in disbelief."Who… who is that?" Liam whispered, his voice trembling.Jasper took a deep breath, bracing himself for Liam's reaction."Liam," he said softly, "This is my brother, Julian."Julian stepped forward into the light, his smile smooth and practiced."Pleasure to finally meet you properly, Liam," he said, his voice a low purr.Liam stared at Jasper, his eyes darting back and forth between the two brothers. He looked as if he might be sick. "This… this is insane," Liam stammered, pushing himself up in bed. He wrapped the sh
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The chrome gleam of the private jet's landing lights sliced through the inky blackness of the night. Jasper stood on the tarmac, the chill night air doing little to cool the fire that still raged within him. The image of Damian’s leering face and the memory of Liam, vulnerable and terrified, burned behind his eyelids.As the jet door opened, a figure emerged, silhouetted against the cabin light. The man descended the steps with the same effortless grace, the same predatory stillness that Jasper possessed. It was as if looking into a mirror, a mirror reflecting a version of himself honed to a razor's edge."Jul," Jasper said, the name a low rumble in his chest.Julian grinned, a flash of white teeth in the darkness. "Jasper. You sounded… agitated. What prize have you found worth dragging me away from the Aegean at this hour?""A piece of trash that needed taking out."Julian raised an eyebrow, a silent question. Jasper simply turned and walked back towards the waiting car. Julian follo
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The after-party was a cacophony of clinking glasses, forced laughter, and the thumping bass of a DJ trying too hard. Julian, as promised, had dressed Liam. Not in a vulgar, ostentatious way, but with an understated elegance that whispered of wealth and good taste. A silk shirt, the color of claret wine, clung to Liam's frame, its V-neck dipping just low enough to hint at the hollow of his throat. Dark trousers, impeccably tailored, completed the ensemble. He felt like a prized possession, on display and impeccably curated.And Julian certainly treated him like one. All night, he’d kept a possessive hand on the small of Liam’s back, steering him through the crowd, introducing him to people whose names blurred into insignificance. Liam played his part, offering witty retorts and a dazzling smile, fueled by champagne and a simmering resentment. He was a puppet, dancing to Julian’s tune, but tonight, he decided, he’d enjoy the performance.He could feel Damian’s eyes on him throughout the
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Liam spun, the silk of the bespoke suit Julian had chosen for him swirling around his legs. The color, a deep teal, was an audacious choice, one that Clara would have deemed "too much." But on him, under Julian's intense gaze, it felt… right. It felt like belonging. He caught Julian’s eye, a flicker of approval – or maybe something more – dancing in their depths."Well?" Liam asked, a carefully constructed nonchalance barely masking the tremor of anticipation in his voice. He needed this. He needed Julian's approval, a balm for the years of being overlooked.Julian rose from the plush armchair, his movements deliberate and unhurried, amplifying the tension in the room. He closed the distance between them, his presence a palpable force. Liam's breath hitched.Instead of a verbal response, Julian reached out, his thumb gently tracing the curve of Liam's cheekbone. The simple touch sent a jolt through Liam, short-circuiting his carefully constructed defenses. He leaned into the touch, cl
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The champagne tickled my nose as I tilted the flute, watching the bubbles dance like tiny, reckless stars. First class. Of course. Only the best for the sugar baby of Clara Moreau’s fiancé. The irony tasted sweeter than the vintage.Below, the world shrunk, neatly packaged into squares of green and grey. I imagined Clara down there, probably at some society luncheon, meticulously maintaining her perfect facade. A pang, sharp and unfamiliar, pricked at my conscience. But I ruthlessly stamped it out. She had her ring, her social standing, her parents' unwavering adoration. I had… this. This gilded cage, this intoxicating game. And for now, it was more than enough.Julian sat beside me, a dark silhouette against the bright window. He was working, of course. Even at thirty thousand feet, the gears in his mind were relentlessly turning, calculating, strategizing. He hadn't said much since we boarded, just a curt "Make yourself comfortable, Liam," before burying himself in documents. But th
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The bubbles tickled my skin as I swirled the wine in my glass, the crimson liquid catching the light like a trapped sunset. Julian watched me from across the jacuzzi, his expression…intense. God, lately, everything had been intense. A whirlwind of places, faces, and shopping sprees that could make a Saudi prince blush. It was dizzying, intoxicating, and, if I was being honest, terrifying.“You’re quiet,” Julian said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the water."Just enjoying the…ambiance," I replied, forcing a nonchalant shrug. Ambiance, my ass. I was calculating just how much all this opulence was costing him, and how much larger the metaphorical bill I’d eventually present to the Moreau family would be.“Thinking about something specific, Liam?” He leaned forward, the water swirling around his sculpted chest. A chest that, I had to admit, I’d been getting rather familiar with lately.I took a long sip of wine. "Just wondering why you insisted on picking me up earlier. I
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The tires of my beat-up Corolla screeched slightly as I took the last turn, pulling into the pristine, almost offensively modern parking lot of Davenport Enterprises. A smirk played on my lips. "Let's see if Mr. Always-Too-Busy-For-Clara is too busy for a little unannounced visit from yours truly," I muttered to myself, cutting the engine.The audacity of it all made my heart pound a bit faster. I hadn't told Julian I was coming. Hell, I hadn't told anyone I was coming. Mom and Dad would have a conniption fit if they knew I was within a mile of Davenport Enterprises without Clara glued to my side, ready to snag a stray crumb of their fortune. Clara, well, she'd probably just cry. Again.The lobby was predictably sterile and imposing, all polished chrome and hushed tones. I swaggered up to the reception desk, trying to exude an air of confidence I definitely didn't feel. The receptionist, a woman whose face looked permanently sculpted into a polite frown, raised a perfectly shaped eyeb
