Bienley is still deeply reflecting on the shock he felt when his gaze met a pair of gray orbs. For a brief moment, their gazes connect and interact even from a distance.The man he has spent the last three days and nights with is on stage with his high profile family. Seeing Devon in a blue engineering jacket and knowing they are schoolmates is quite exhilarating. He looked gorgeous with the jacket, but of course, he preferred seeing him naked. Bienley broke out from their locked gazes and looked down to collect himself. He is overwhelmed by the sudden, unexplainable emotions brought on by the realization. The inauguration has begun, but Bienley is no longer paying attention to what is taking place on stage. He is so deep in his thoughts.Who is Devon? Is he the known fierce gang leader or the lover he had spent making love with these past days? Although until now, he had been intrigued as to why they had not gone all the way. Devon is unexpectedly prudent than he had expected.De
Carlisle watched the interaction between his brother and Bienley Cullen, and he couldn't help but be astonished.His brother has the shortest temper and is the most stubborn among the three of them. Even their parents had given up on him, but seeing him get thwacked by a pale, frail-looking guy is exhilarating.Bienley appeared embarrassed when he realized he was being watched, but he showed no remorse for what he did.Carlisle's fascination grew as he observed Devon grip Bienley's arm and implore him with his gaze. Devon was never indulgent, much less begging.He is intrigued by Bienley Cullen and wishes to learn more about his significance to his brother, Devon.The fact that Devon introduced him to their mother speaks everything about their relationship.Is his brother implying that he will be bringing a son-in-law soon?With the smitten look he cast Bienley Cullen, it could be a huge possibility. And knowing Devon, he could bet he will never let go of the beautiful guy. He only h
"Bienley...baby" his trembling hands attempted to reach out for Bienley, but he was terrified.He got so jelaous and lost his temper. Everything happened so quickly that he was not able to restrain himself."I am sorry," Devon's voice quivered, his palm balled firmly into a fist. He bowed his head, attempting to compose himself from the gut-wrenching guilt he was experiencing at the time.How could he make amends and make Bienley believe he will never repeat the same mistake again? How could he have allowed himself to be physically violent toward Bienley?"Baby..." despite his reluctance and fear, Devon gathered Bienley into his embrace. His guilt worsened when he felt Bienley, trembling. He tightens his arm around Bienley, but he continues to shake, as if his touch was a reminder of all the anguish he had inflicted. Devon's heart ached with a remorse so deep that it felt like a physical weight pressing down on him, and he silently swore to himself that he would do whatever it took
"I will send you to your faculty" Devon told Bienley the next morning as they ate breakfast."Just drop me at my dorm and I will just hitch with Josh" Bienley replied casually."I am your boyfriend, and I will be the one to send you to school and bring you back home," Devon firmly murmured, causing Bienley to arch his brow at him questioningly."But it will take more of your time. You also have an early class, right?" Bienley snorted, appalled by his stubbornness"Then you will bring the car. I will take the bike" Devon commanded, staring straight into his eyes. Bienley, noticing the seriousness in his face, decided not to debate anymore. Knowing Devon, he will find a way to get him to agree."Fine" he let out a sigh. Seeing his acquiescence, Devon subtly smirk. They continued to eat in comfortable silence and quickly prepared to leave. They went to the parking at the basement where a black car and a black bike were already waiting. Bienley came to a halt and shook his head when
Devon jauntily whistled a cheerful tune as he made his way into the engineering department. The students who crossed his path along the way were filled with curiosity on his bright disposition, yet they also maintained a sense of wariness. Even when it came to lunchtime, Devon's high spirits were palpable. He might not have been sporting a broad grin, but it was blatantly evident that he was in an exceptionally good mood. He is undeniably exuding an infectious energy that made those around him take notice and wonder what had put him in such a fine fettle."We will meet with the seniors after class," Lucas told him."Hmm..." he just slightly nodded. "Has Bienley spent the night with you again?" Dex inquired when he could no longer conceal his curiosity."Yup," Devon replied casually, although his expression revealed his bright disposition. His friends simply nodded their heads in complete comprehension, and then they all resumed eating in silence. "This gyudon is tasty; Bienley m
"I'm just waiting for someone, I will immediately go if he arrives," Bienley explained with a bashful, timid smile."Please, leave. We don't want you to get hurt," the senior already begged, his nervous smile betraying his unease. Bienley simply stared at the senior, perplexed by his strange expression. He had not expected engineering students to place such a high value on their lunch tables. He looked around and found that everyone's gaze was riveted on him."What on earth is wrong with these people?" Bienley mused inwardly. Suddenly, the entire food court descended into an eerie silence, and everyone seemed to be holding their breaths. The most dreaded and fearsome gang of engineering students was entering the food court, and the senior who had approached the boy remained steadfastly by his side. He didn't want to mess with their leader, but he felt compelled to safeguard the medical student. The leader's gaze was trained directly on the figure sitting at the table, and everyon
They are already inside the car, but Bienley remained unmoving to fasten his seatbelt. He simply gazed at Devon, who was focused on adjusting the driver's seat and mirrors."What's the matter?" He asked softly, having noticed Bienley's keen glance.Bienley meet his eyes, but said nothing. Yet, he waited."You looked troubled" he become concerned after a while of locked gazes with him. He veered to face Bienley, but he was startled when he felt a firm grip on his nape, and before he could even react, he was being passionately kissed by Bienley."Hmmm..." they moaned in unison as their lips met, sending a thrill of electricity coursing through their bodies.Their tongues entwined to a passionate duel, both succumb to a surge of emotions. Devon could feel Bienley's struggle to dominate the kiss, and he let him. Bienley rarely initiated intimacy between them, and he could sense there was something bothering him."Bienley..." Devon groaned his name as he released his lips.He continued t
"Are you sure you will be going to school?" Devon asked for the nth time."Yes, I will, so stop your rumblings. I am not puny and not a girl" Bienley snarled angrily at Devon, still exhausted from what happened the night before."I'm sorry for last night" Devon guiltily glanced at him. They have been in the car for a few minutes but have not left the parking lot yet.He has been worried for Bienley after last night. Though his body had handled him well, he was certain that his ass was on fire in the morning, despite the medication he had administered."Why do you keep apologizing? I asked for it. You sounded like you regretted it, and its irritating me more" Bienley groaned in annoyance and closed his eyes, dismissing himself from the confrontation. "I will never regret what happened between us, but I am concerned, Bienley," Devon sighed, looking at Bienley's beautiful face.Contrary to his foul mood and sputters of harsh words, Bienley apeared calm with his closed eyes. "I've told
"Fin"The moment Bella's gaze laid on the humble house where her father and son had made their home, a rush of emotion welled within her. Tears brimmed in her eyes, spilling over and cascading down her cheeks in a silent testament to the depth of her feelings. The modest abode stood before her like a living, breathing memoir of the simple life they'd led. It was a typical house, its every nook and cranny bearing the marks of a simple and hard - working existence. "Father, why did you have to endure such a life? This is worlds apart from the life you were accustomed to," Bella choked out between sobs, her eyes flitting around the room, desperate to absorb every little detail. Bienley, wearing a tender smile, drew his mother closer to him in a warm embrace. "I had the most wonderful childhood right here, mother. The simplicity of our life never felt like a burden. In fact, it was a blessing. Father raised me with an abundance of love, and that was far more valuable than any material
Bienley's grand introduction as the sole heir to the Vanderpool - Guillebeaux empire was nothing short of astonishing. The moment the news broke, it sent shockwaves rippling through the crowd, igniting a wild frenzy."What?""How could this be?""I'd been expecting an heiress, especially with rumors flying that the heir had inherited Madame Bella's stunning beauty.""He's undeniably gorgeous, a perfect male mirror image of Madame Bella Vanderpool.""So, the heir is a man, not a woman?""And he's in a relationship with CEO Devon Dalton, no less."A tidal wave of diverse speculations crashed over the guests as they stared intently at the stage. There, Dr. Bienley Cullen was being tenderly embraced and kissed by CEO Bella Vanderpool. In return, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist with equal affection, their gestures speaking volumes.The simple yet intimate interactions between the rumored heir and his renowned mother seemed to confirm their relationship beyond a shadow of a dou
Carlisle stood with an unreadable expression, his eyes fixed on the seething guests. Their angry mutters filled the air, a chaotic symphony of indignation. "These people have no sense of decorum. All they want is a free meal and a chance to guzzle our drinks," one guest hissed."They need to be put in their place!" another chimed in, her face red with anger."If we don't toss them out, this whole event will be a disaster," a third added, their voice shrill with panic.The enraged guests turned their venomous glares on Bienley. But the young doctor remained unperturbed, meeting their scornful looks with a calm, unwavering gaze. Carlisle took a step forward, his presence commanding. He raised his hand, and the room fell silent, save for the occasional indignant huff. "Ladies and gentlemen, you were invited here for a purpose. Don't squander this opportunity by causing a scene. Keep to yourselves," he said, his voice firm and authoritative. The guests, though reluctant, clamped their
The opulent grand ballroom of Guillebeaux Hotel and Casino blazed with a dazzling radiance. Above, crystal chandeliers shimmered like constellations, their warm, golden glow cascading over the exquisitely attired guests. Waiters glided through the throng, their trays laden with flutes of bubbling champagne and bite-sized, mouthwatering hors d'oeuvres that seemed like edible works of art."Word on the street is that Madame Bella Vanderpool is set to unveil her heir to the world tonight," a clique of affluent women, swathed in designer gowns and dripping with diamond jewelry, tittered among themselves. Their laughter was like the delicate tinkling of fine crystal."Rumor has it that her heir has inherited her ageless allure," one of the women leaned in, her voice a conspiratorial whisper, eyes alight with intrigue."She has a daughter? How on earth has this been kept under wraps?" A collective gasp of astonishment rippled through their tight-knit circle."That's the mystery that has ev
Bienley stared deeply into Bella's teary eyes, where a river of tears cascaded down her cheeks. Her words of unwavering assurance, coupled with the raw pain of anguish that reflects in her gaze, finally unearthed the truth he'd been starved of for far too long."Mama will never, ever abandon you, my precious little Prince. You are the very breath of Mama's life. That faint, flickering hope deep in my heart, the one that whispered someday I'd find you, kept me going, kept me alive through the darkest of days." She traced his face with a yearning touch, as if trying to engrave every contour, every freckle into her memory.Bienley closed his eyes, surrendering to the delicate, feather - light touch of her soft hands. In that moment, this tenuous connection felt like a salve to his broken, battered soul, mending the cracks that had formed over so many lonely years."Mama," Bienley choked out, launching himself into her embrace. His arms wound tightly around her slender waist, and he nest
"Oh my god, Lander!" Bella gasped, the sound tearing from her throat. And then, she was overtaken by another bout of heart-rending sobs. The pain that had been pent up for so long was now erupting in a flood of emotions."Bienley? Are you certain?" Señor Quintana, usually the picture of composure, asked in a voice that betrayed a slight tremor. His once-dull, aged eyes now reflected a tenderness that was rarely seen, as if a long-buried emotion had been unearthed."Yes, grandpa. He looks just like my father. Even though the photo was taken when he was quite young, I could never mistake him for anyone else," Bienley said, trying his best to convince them despite the confusion swirling within him. His words were a mixture of certainty and bewilderment."Oh, god," Damon Quintana looked at his wife, whose expression mirrored his own surprise. The old man closed his eyes tightly, as if in deep, silent prayer. He rubbed his face with both hands, looking utterly tormented, as if the weigh
"Love, I'm right here. Just relax. As long as I'm by your side, no one can harm you," Devon murmured softly into Bienley's ear, sensing the turmoil within him. "I'm so scared," Bienley whispered tremulously, his trembling hands clutching Devon's. Bienley felt a strange numbness wash over him. His head started to pound as he grappled to make sense of the bewildering situation. A storm of conflicting thoughts whirled through his muddled mind, and he had the unsettling sensation of being adrift in a sea of overpowering emotions, with no clear destination in sight."I'm here with you. Whatever this is, we'll face it together," Devon said, drawing Bienley closer and enfolding him in a warm, reassuring embrace.Bienley was secretly glad that he'd allowed Devon to come along when the latter had insisted. Right now, Devon's possessive nature seemed like a blessing.They were then led into a vast room, huddling close to one another as they followed in silence. As they stepped inside, they
Today marked a momentous occasion for Bienley, Josh, and Kit, the young resident doctors at Dalton Medical Center. They had been bestowed with the extraordinary opportunity to attend the highly prestigious medical convention. Amidst the sea of numerous prominent figures within the medical field, they felt a sense of humble pride, finding themselves rubbing shoulders with the greats.Josh and Kit had already made themselves comfortable at their assigned table. Their eyes darted around the venue, wide with wonder as they took in the sheer opulence and grandeur that surrounded them. The very fact that they were here still felt like a dream, a surreal experience that they could scarcely believe. The three - day event unfolded like a dazzling tapestry of medical discoveries. One groundbreaking revelation after another was presented, leaving the audience spellbound. Each new insight was like a precious gem, adding to the collective wisdom of the medical community. Josh couldn't shake t
"Dr. Cullen, for you," came a soft, dulcet voice. Bienley, in the midst of his rounds in the bustling emergency room, turned towards the sound. What greeted his eyes was nothing short of unexpected.A tiny figure, scarcely reaching four feet in height, stood beside the hospital bed. In her small hands, she held a vibrant bouquet of sunflowers, their bright yellow petals adding a splash of color to the otherwise sterile environment. Her face was a vision of innocence, framed by a halo of soft curls. A sweet smile played on her lips, accentuating the adorable dimples that adorned her cheeks."Thank you for saving my papa," she piped up, her eyes shining with pure admiration as she lifted the bouquet towards Bienley. The words were filled with a child's unbridled gratitude, cutting through the chaos of the emergency room like a warm ray of sunshine."Thank you, Claire. Your papa is doing really well, and he'll be able to go home for a few days," Bienley replied with a gentle smile as