Bernie's POVBefore Dylan's terrified gaze, I studied each outfit, then pulled out a light gray suit and handed it to Dylan.“You should try this set!” I said thoughtfully, "They are all the right size for you. If you don't like them, you can try another set!"Dylan hastily shook his head, “I think this set is too good! Mr. White, you should change clothes, too. We have to go downstairs right now!"After saying that, Dylan quickly went to the bathroom and changed his clothes. I sighed to find another outfit with the same style as Dylan. This is something that I secretly did, of course, when Dylan found out we were already wearing couples' clothes for lovers. I excitedly changed, and when Dylan came out of the room, I faced him frankly.Unfortunately, Dylan didn't seem to notice. He picked up a watch and said, "Looks like we have lost ten minutes."Seeing Dylan's calm demeanor, I suddenly felt a bit disappointed. But very quickly, I was back to normal. Anyway, Dylan didn't think otherw
Bernie's POVI took a deep breath and replied hoarsely, "Sorry, Mr. Auther, I can't give you a good reception right now!"As I spoke, I glanced over at Dylan, who was trying to keep himself awake. Dylan didn't stand still. If it wasn't for me to quickly catch him, he would have fallen.“If I have a chance, I will come to apologize to you later.” Auther was not happy to hear that, his eyebrows were so tight that even Candace couldn't keep the arrogant smile on his lips anymore.Having said that, I was about to take Dylan away immediately but was stopped by Auther. I gradually lost patience, but he smiled and handed me a glass of wine: “You really don't respect me at all. Shouldn't you at least have a drink with me?"I clenched my fist, my stomach began to ache, and I knew my illness was starting to recur. But with no other choice, I gritted my teeth to go to the counter to get a drink, but Dylan held my hand. Although Dylan is no longer sober, he still does his job as an assistant, hel
Bernie's POV Hot breath mingled, and I kept kissing Dylan's body. My fingers are extended behind for Dylan. This is the first time I have had sex with another person. Moreover, that person is also the person I secretly love, and inevitably I feel awkward. At first, when my fingers got inside Dylan's ass, his body stiffened. I panicked and wanted to pull my finger out, but Dylan held me tight, gasping for breath: "Don't pull it out! Keep going, Bernie!" Having said that, I felt Dylan slowly relax his body. Thanks to the lubricating gel, I could easily expand it. With one finger, two fingers, then three fingers, Dylan gradually got used to the foreign object in his body. Especially when my finger touches the sensitive spot, he trembles, and his penis also raises his head again. And I soon couldn't stand it anymore. From the beginning to the present, I have not ejaculated once, all because I persevered. When it's open enough, I pull my finger out. Dylan's asshole opens a little. I can
Dylan's POVThe ringing of the phone disturbed me from my sleep. My whole body ached terribly, like being run over by a car. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids were still heavy and I could only feel my surroundings with touch. A warm arm wrapped around my waist that made me jump.Eyes wide open, I found myself lying in a man's chest. Instinctively, I pushed him. Even though I used all my strength, my body felt like it was limp, so the push was not good at all. At this moment, all the memories of last night seemed to flood my mind, and my face turned white.What the hell did I do last night?But then my face became hot again. I never thought I would be so liberal.At this moment, I heard Bernie's hesitant voice: "Dylan, Do… Do you feel any discomfort?"Hearing that sentence, not only my face but also my body turned bright red like a ripe tomato. I tilted my head to the side, wanting to talk but found my throat dry. I cleared my throat and asked, "Where are my clothes?"This stupid
Dylan's POV I leaned over, out of habit, rolling into the heat source beside me, murmuring unhappily at being woken up. Changing my sleeping place makes me a little nervous. Even though I've been in this house for a long time, that alienation still sticks in my mind. After midnight, being in Bernie's arms, being patted by him, I can sleep. “Dylan, otherwise you can stay at home today!” Bernie whispered next to my ear. "You look not very well!" Having said that, Bernie gently caressed my cheekbones as softly as if he was afraid to wake me up. And I don't want to break this peaceful moment, just squeeze Bernie's waist slightly, indicating that I don't want to. Then I nuzzled Bernie's chest and said sadly, "I want cereal." I know I'm asking for no reason because my house doesn't have any ready-to-eat food. Even the meal I had yesterday was bought and brought by Bernie, just in his mind, Bernie never refused my request. He always meets all, pampering me like a treasure in the palm of h
Bernie's POVMy biological clock wakes me up from sleep. Leaning on the dim light, I looked at my lover's sleeping face. When he sleeps, Dylan will look much more docile than when he is awake. Thinking that I couldn't help but smile. At this moment, Dylan rolled into my lap like a habit, and I hurriedly wrapped my arms around his waist.Last night, it must have been a long time since he was here, so Dylan found it difficult to sleep, and it was not until midnight that he tiredly fell asleep in my arms. Seeing Dylan like that, how could I drag him to work with me? I whispered to Dylan, " Dylan, otherwise you can stay at home today!"I sighed. And while Dylan was still drowsy, I tried to persuade him to stay home: "You look not very well!"After saying that, I gently stroked Dylan's cheek, in exchange for a gentle squeeze on his waist. He's flirting with me, which means that Dylan doesn't want to listen. He whispered softly, "I want to eat cereal."I sighed silently. I couldn't refuse h
Bernie's POVJohn and I disagreed looking at Dylan. I was more direct, squeezing Dylan's hand, grimacing, "You have to take care of your health first, right?"With that, I kissed the back of Dylan's hand mournfully. That sudden kiss made Dylan's face turn red with embarrassment. He tilted his head to avoid John's teasing gaze, asking, "So this situation will continue to happen?"“I mean, I suddenly lost my memory!” After a pause, Dylan continued. I also looked at John waiting for the final results.John sighed, shaking his head dejectedly: “How do you put it? I don't know if this will happen again or not. You two should be mentally prepared, ready to deal with any eventuality!"After our talk, that day, Dylan and I both felt nervous, and he came up with the idea of recording everything that happened today. If there is any situation, we can handle it. Fortunately, we didn't have to face that problem once.On Friday night, Dylan lay on his side on the bed waiting for me to massage his w
Dylan's POV"Dylan, aren't you going to have breakfast today?" My mother's voice echoed from downstairs, waking me up from my dream.Last night, my friends and I played games until midnight, and the homework was not done. Early this morning, I still have to go to school, and I uncomfortable kicking the blanket. Tomorrow will definitely not be able to stay up at night like that. Today is the first day of the new semester, and I still have to submit my holiday homework.I scratched my head and packed the books into my bag, then changed my clothes and walked downstairs, yawning and looking extremely sluggish. My mother, Mrs. Clark, frowned and pinched my ear: "Did you stay up at night last night? Darling, come and see your son!"My mother called into the bathroom, telling my father. My father was extremely afraid of his wife, and as soon as he heard my mother nagging, he quickly grabbed a towel and ran out."Honey, what did Dylan do to make you so angry?"From childhood to adulthood, I h
Personnel changes didn't cause any ripples in the company, and certainly not in Dylan's daily life.He and Bernie had been living together for almost a month now. Today was a day off, but Bernie had a necessary appointment with a partner. At the same time, Dylan planned to visit his mother.Standing in front of the mirror, adjusting his outfit, Dylan felt Bernie's intense gaze beside him. After a while, unable to resist, Bernie approached and hugged him from behind."Can you come with me?" he whispered into Dylan's ear. "Don't go to your appointment; come with me, please."Dylan turned around, embraced the other's firm waist, and lifted his head to kiss him on the cheek. "Don't be naughty, love. I know this appointment is important."Bernie seemed quite dissatisfied. "Yet you won't come with me."Dylan, feeling somewhat reluctant, chuckled, "Don't we already have Katherine and Scarlet? Besides, your coming along wouldn't make much of a difference."Bernie remained quite dissatisfied,
Peaceful Sunday morning.Dylan wanted to get up and find something to do, but Bernie didn't want to. He just insisted on holding Dylan on the bed. Dylan thought maybe the new project had tortured them too much lately, especially Bernie; it was complicated to have a free weekend, so let's just follow his wishes.Dylan won't say it's because he's tired of being "tortured" by him...Dylan laid his head on Bernie's large, sturdy chest, talking to him in a no-no way about the newly completed project, about his family, about their future.The more Dylan talked, the more sleepy he became. Finally, he didn't know when he fell asleep again.Dylan slept very well, like an angel on Mount Olympus buried in a soft, warm blanket.When Bernie watched him sleep, his heart was very calm, very content.It would be nice if life stopped at this moment. Then Dylan would forever be in his arms, forever peaceful and warm like this.But that couldn't be done; they skipped breakfast, and they couldn't let Dyl
Dylan stood in front of the mirror, selecting his outfit for the day as he had a date with Bernie. It had been a week since Dylan and Bernie started their relationship. In reality, they had always been together in the company. Still, due to Dylan's thin face, he didn't make their relationship public. Bernie had been upset about this for a long time, probably for about two hours.Despite not being public, the secret dating within the company brought a thrilling and novel sense of excitement. With a busy week behind them, today was the first time in a while that they had time for each other. Bernie had taken advantage of the morning when there was no one around to tightly embrace Dylan, continuously kissing his face like a giant puppy seeking affection. Dylan had to coax and promise about their evening date before Bernie finally let him go.Thinking about it, Dylan couldn't help but smile, feeling that this time was indeed good. After changing clothes, Dylan grabbed his phone, checked t
Dylan's POVI don't even know what's on the screen; my entire focus is on the person sitting next to me, Bernie. Suddenly, I feel my lips nibbling on something, and in a panic, I realize it's Bernie's finger. My face blushes momentarily. It turns out that while I was lost in thought, Bernie continuously fed me popcorn, which made me incredibly happy.Two hours of watching the movie passed quite quickly. I don't know how many times I accidentally bit Bernie's finger. I just know that my stomach is full of popcorn. I've eaten so much that I don't want to eat it again."Why did you feed me so much?" I sighed, looking at him while he disposed of the empty popcorn bag in the trash.Bernie hesitated momentarily, then changed the subject: "Let's stroll in the mall. Aren't you full now? We can have lunch in a bit!"I just nodded, then wandered with Bernie. But when I looked at something for a few seconds, Bernie immediately stopped and wanted to buy it for me. I chuckled and pulled Bernie awa
Bernie's POVAfter Dylan left, I was alone in the office, thinking about my date with him tonight. I couldn't help but feel extremely nervous. Earlier, I hadn't been as composed as I appeared; in front of Dylan, I had tried to be tough to make him confront his feelings. I sighed and rubbed my temples, the tension making me forget to tell Dylan where we were meeting.Maybe Dylan wasn't back to work yet, and I could use my authority to call him for a chat. I had never felt the power that came with my position as excellent as I did now, being able to mix business with personal matters. But that thought faded; I couldn't force Dylan to do what I wanted.After much contemplation, I left my office and headed to the assistant's room. Just a few minutes without seeing Dylan, I missed him so much it felt like an electric shock. It must be the Alpha blood in me surging. I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure, and went to the assistant's room.As I was about to enter, I overheard Ch
Dylan's POVStanding in front of the clinic's door, I suddenly felt a bit hesitant, even though we had been so encouraging to each other last night. I looked at Bernie, who seemed to be equally concerned, with his brows furrowed, and my heart skipped a beat. It turned out that I wasn't the only one feeling this way.I smiled and reassured him, "Don't worry, it's just a routine medical checkup!" With that, I leaned in and gave Bernie a kiss. In that moment, I noticed the receptionist looking at us with curiosity, and her face turned slightly pink.Bernie gently stroked my hair, still looking worried, but his furrowed brows relaxed a bit. "Let's go inside," he said.He knocked on the door, and from inside, we heard a warm and welcoming voice saying, "Come in!"Her voice had a soothing effect, easing the anxiety in our hearts. Bernie and I exchanged glances, and I nodded with confidence.We pushed open the door and entered the room. Behind the desk sat a middle-aged woman with silver str
Dylan's POVStanding in front of the veterinary clinic, faint images suddenly flashed in my mind, as if I had stood there many times before. I rubbed my temples, biting my lip to endure the fleeting pain."Dylan, what's wrong?"In an instant, Bernie's gentle voice echoed in my ear, and the pain gradually subsided. Facing Bernie's concerned gaze, my heart softened, and I smiled in response, "I'm fine. Let's go inside quickly!"Upon hearing that, Bernie smiled and took hold of my hand, gently placing a kiss on my fingertips. My ears turned red; even though I had accepted the fact that we were a couple, I still couldn't fully adjust to Bernie's intimate gestures. I gently pulled my hand away from Bernie's and whispered, "Don't do that, we're in a public place!"Bernie burst into laughter, playfully tousling my slightly messy hair. "We're legally married, they can't judge us!"After saying that, he leaned in towards me as if he wanted to kiss my lips. I quickly glanced around and, not see
Bernie's POVDylan and I went downstairs together to meet John. Although he felt a bit uneasy, he obediently sat next to me. Witnessing that scene, I couldn't help but feel heartbroken. I tightly grasped Dylan's hand, glanced at John, and asked, "Do you have a way to make him remember everything from the past?"John pondered for a moment and then turned the question back to us, "So, it all began seven years ago when Dylan had a car accident, and then Olivia decided to use hypnosis to eliminate his painful memories. Am I correct?"Olivia stood beside us, sighing as she placed a glass of water on the table. "It was my own decision. Back then, Dylan was in immense pain, and Andy and I couldn't bear to see him suffer like that.""Mom..." he whispered, his voice pleading, and he blinked back tears. "I don't blame you, Mom."I embraced him tightly, gently patting Dylan's back to offer comfort. His body immediately tensed up, and I sighed, realizing that Dylan wasn't accustomed to my embrace
Bernie's POVI gazed at Dylan's surprised expression even while he was sleeping, feeling a thrill of excitement. I restrained myself from pinching his cheek, sensing his annoyance within his chest as he furrowed his brows. I quickly let go of him, and he settled back into a deep sleep.I held onto Dylan tightly, then stood up and carried him to the bedroom. However, as soon as I placed Dylan on the bed, he suddenly opened his eyes. His face turned pale like a sheet of paper, looking at me as if he had seen a ghost. He breathed heavily and hoarsely asked, "Bernie? Aren't you drunk?"I paused, not understanding what time period Dylan was referring to. If it was after I met Dylan, then I hadn't been drinking anymore. As for before that...I only drank during my college years and shortly after graduation. But during that time, I had never met Dylan.Various thoughts appeared in my mind, and the seeds of suspicion grew thicker day by day. In the end, what was Dylan hiding from me? Or rather