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Tangled Hearts On Wheels
Tangled Hearts On Wheels
Penulis: Soter Precious

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Penulis: Soter Precious
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-11-15 20:00:11

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This story features a romantic relationship between two men (MxM). If you are not comfortable with same-sex relationships or if you do not support LGBTQ+ content, please consider choosing a different book on the app.

 

IMPORTANT NOTICE: This story is rated 18+.

 

The content includes explicit descriptions, intense emotions, nudity, and descriptions of sexual scenes. If these themes are not suitable for you, or if you prefer not to read such material, it’s best to avoid this story.

 

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If you are not familiar with or comfortable reading MxM stories, I advise you to skip this one. Love comes in many forms, and this story aims to celebrate that diversity.

 

 

Before we begin, let me say it again, "leave this book and choose another story if you can't handle this kind of content."

 

I am not responsible for any weird feelings, imaginations, wetness, or arousal...

 

Thank you for your understanding!

 

 

PROLOGUE:

 

The boss stands with his back turned to me, a cloud of cigarette smoke rising into the air. His silence only makes the tension worse. I take a deep breath, struggling to keep my voice steady.

 

“I’m sorry, boss, but I’m in no shape to get on the Night Race—Route 419,” I say firmly. I want him to understand how serious I am.

 

He doesn’t even turn around. “What choice do you have, you jerk? Should I lose my money because you have a few injuries?” he snaps back.

 

“A few injuries?” I can’t believe it. I have a broken rib from a bad fall last week, and I’m nowhere near healed. And he wants me on the track? In a night race on the most dangerous route in the city? He’s lost his damn mind.

 

“You know my mother needs me… I can’t throw my life away like that,” I start, but he cuts me off.

 

“Then do it for her,” he says coldly. “If you win, I’ll write off your father’s debt. All of it.”

 

I freeze. It’s a tempting offer, almost too good to be true. My mind races. The risk is insane—I can barely bend without feeling pain, and he’s asking me to ride at night, through sharp turns and blind spots.

 

But then again, I’ve got a $10 billion debt to clear. My father’s debt. And for the past seven years, I wasn’t even able to dent it properly from where I used to get my finances.

 

“This is your chance,” the boss adds further, his tone becoming a little lower towards the end as if to imply that there would be no next time.

 

"To this race, you were selected and it is tonight. Go get ready.”

 

And just like that, he exits the door and I am still there, rooted to the ground. There’s no turning back. This means I simply cannot afford not to race if I hope to have any chance of clearing that debt and covering my mother’s medical expenses.

 

I glance at my watch. It’s already 5 p.m. The last thing on my mind before a race is to relax and ease my mind. I get on my motorbike and put on the helmet. I tend to forget all my troubles with the wind blowing so hard.

 

I pull up to a bar across the road from the Steel Riders’ clubhouse. I just need a drink to calm my nerves. When I walk in, I spot them immediately—the Steel Riders. A group of them sits in the back, talking quietly. They notice me too.

 

“Hey, that’s Blaze. He’s racing tonight,” one of them whispers.

 

I ignore the stares and look around for an empty table. I can’t afford to get into it with them right now. They’re always trying to mess with me, trying to push my buttons.

 

Out of the corner of my eye, I see him—Carlo. His murderous gaze is fixed on me. He hates me, just like I hate him. I hate him for having everything I ever wanted in life and throwing it away like it means nothing.

 

If my father had half the money Carlo’s father has, I wouldn’t be stuck in this hell. But here I am, racing against him again tonight. I down a shot, letting the burn of the alcohol dull my thoughts.

 

“Hey, come sit over there with us. Let’s buy you a bottle before the race,” one of his friends calls out. He’s surprisingly polite for once, and I can’t help but wonder what they’re up to.

 

Maybe I’m out of my mind, but I don’t turn him down. It’s just one bottle, right? I could use it to clear my head before the chaos begins, so I follow him.

 

I sit on a chair and for some reason, there is a strange stillness for a few moments as the conversation continues all around me. Carlo’s eyes must be on me because I can sense them, but I do my best to ignore it. If only he knew how much I despise him. His arrogance, his wealth—everything he has, I’ve had to fight and bleed for.

 

His friends laugh and joke, offering drinks and small talk. I don’t know why I’m doing this. I shouldn’t be here. Drinking with my enemies? I must be out of my damn mind.

 

But that’s the thing, isn’t it? Desperation makes you do crazy things. If I’m going to be racing on Route 419 tonight—risking everything, including my life—I might as well have a drink or two. I’ve already made up my mind. There’s no turning back now.

 

The boss’s offer rings in my ears. If I win tonight, my father’s debt is gone. I’ll be free, and my mother can get the treatment she needs without me scraping by for every penny.

 

But I know what’s waiting for me out there. Route 419 isn’t called the Night Race for nothing. It’s a death trap—pitch black, winding, with no room for error. One slip, one wrong turn, and it’s all over.

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  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 1

    Carlo's POV“Hey Blaze, one more glass!” My friends pressure him. Damn, is he an idiot?Usually, Blaze doesn’t talk or sit with anyone. Always a loner with a cocky attitude. My friends and I always bullied him for working so hard to earn a penny, and he always avoided us. Tonight, though, he’s downing shot after shot. I can’t help but wonder why he’s drinking so much when he has a race in a few hours.But then again, why do I care? He’s racing against my team. As someone who’s been second to him for three years straight, I hate him for being so good.Always the champion, always ahead, while I’m left choking on his dust.I slam my glass of whiskey on the table, the sound echoing against the silence of my own thoughts. Gulping it down, I feel the burn travel from my throat to my stomach, igniting the simmering frustration inside me.But he’s not the only thing messing with my head tonight. My father sent an invitation—no, a demand—to attend the charity gala, and it’s still crumpled in

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-15
  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 2

    Carlo's POVI couldn’t hold it in anymore. He was just too damn good at this, and the thought made me wonder how many others he had gone down on like this. My blood boiled at the idea, though I had no reason to care. But something about it, about him, gnawed at me, causing frustration to build.With a surge of annoyance, I push him back onto the bed, my release still lingering on his tongue. I pull his head forward, making him spit it into my hand. I’m not entirely sure why I did it—maybe I just needed some lube. If not, I might lose it before I even get started.In one quick motion, I pull his pants down, tossing them aside. His pink, tight hole stares back at me, looking way more appealing than I ever thought it would. I blink, trying to clear my head. Since when did a man’s asshole look... pretty?He lets out a low moan as I slide a finger inside, and I bite my lip. That sound… Damn it! Carlo, you’re losing it. I start to move my finger slowly, feeling the soft heat clenching ar

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-15
  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 3

    Blaze's POVI'm startled out of a deep sleep by the shrill ringing of my phone. I groan and squint against the unexpected intrusion of sound as my head pounds.Who the hell is calling me now?I grope around blindly, trying to locate the source of the noise. My fingers finally close around my phone, and I somehow manage to swipe it open. Felix’s voice roars through the speaker, instantly cutting through the fog in my brain.“You idiot, where the hell are you? The race is starting in 30 damn minutes!” he yells, his voice full of irritation.The race. Shit!My heart pounds as I sit up quickly, my mind struggling to catch up. If it’s starting in 30 minutes, then it must be 11:30 p.m. already. I scramble off the soft bed, only to wince as pain shoots through my body. My waist aches like I’ve been beaten up by ten guys.Ha, shit… What happened to me?I glance down and freeze, realizing that I’m completely naked. My skin is littered with bite marks and bruises. Panic flares in my chest. Did

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  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 4

    Blaze's POVMy vision blurs as the night air cools my face. My motorcycle's headlights pierced the night sharply, and the roaring motors behind me struck my head like a hammer.I'm starting to worry now about what was in that drink. I should merely have a hangover because I slept it off, yet I still feel inebriated. My body aches like I’m being ripped apart from the inside out, and I can barely think straight.I wince as pain from my wounded rib penetrates me like a knife as I brace myself for the next curve.Fuck! That old man—he could have waited until I healed to give me this chance. Right now, it feels like I’m being sent on a death mission. This isn’t a race. It’s a suicide run.The sharp turn is brutal. My grip tightens on the handlebars as I push through, fighting to keep control of my bike. Every bump in the road makes my rib throb harder, and the pain clouds my focus. I can’t even see clearly anymore.A flash of movement to my left catches my eye. Someone breezes past me like

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  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 5

    Blaze's POV “Man! You scared the living shit outta me,” Felix exclaims as he walks into the hospital room, his voice a mix of relief and frustration. I squint at him, trying to process everything. He looks... worn out. His face is thinner, his cheekbones more pronounced, and there are dark circles under his eyes—evidence of sleepless nights. He must have been really stressed about me. “One whole month,” he continues, shaking his head. “I thought you were enjoying some blissful dream with a pretty lady or something. Like you didn’t want to let go and refused to wake up.” He snorts, attempting to lighten the mood, but it only deepens the pit in my stomach. Does he think life is a movie? I try to roll my eyes, but even that simple motion aches. I want to speak, to ask a thousand questions, but the words won’t come out. My throat feels tight and dry as if it’s forgotten how to function. Probably because I haven’t used it in a month. Felix catches my gaze and stops talking. For a

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-25
  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 6

    Blaze’s POV3years later My life slowly passed me by, and I was quickly forgotten—thrown down from being the top racer to a nobody. I wish other aspects of my life had changed along with that harsh truth, like the fucking debt hanging over my head. That old man is really an asshole without a heart. He just abandoned me after all the fucking money I made for him. Because of him, I'm in this shit.My attention snaps back to the fucker sitting on the bed in front of me, while my knees ache like hell from kneeling and blowing him off. Tch! How long do I have to keep doing this shit? Sucking off this scumbag for money honestly pisses me off, but I have no choice. He pays quite well, and in my current situation, that’s what matters. “Hey, do it properly!” he growls, pushing himself further into my mouth. If I really wanted to do it “properly,” I’d bite it off. Jerk.I force myself to keep

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  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 7

    BLAZEI spent the entire night trying to avoid him. That punk. But no matter how much I try, I can’t. He’s too damn handsome. Who the hell looks that good in a big cardigan and plain pants? Yeah, I’ve got to give him credit this time—he deserves it.The club is nearly empty now. I sweep my eyes over the few remaining customers stumbling out, the dim lights casting long shadows over the polished floor. I let out a heavy yawn. Finally, it’s time to go home and get some rest.Getting back in the staff room, I hurry to get dressed out of my uniform and grab a casual T-shirt and jeans. The music has stopped yet the vibrations from the bass are still reverberating in my head. I scan the place one more time before stepping into the back exit.It is 4 am and people have not woken up yet. There is no noise except the faint sound of cars from far away, the quietness is not normal. The cool air touches me on the face, but it is not refreshing. I felt empty for some reason. For a while, it feels

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-11-26
  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 8

    CARLOAt first, I couldn't believe it. I’m staring at the one person who’s haunted my dreams for the last three years. Blaze. He’s right there, only a few feet away. I watch as he glances at our table a couple of times, but he quickly looks away as if that night meant nothing to him—or could he really have no memory of it at all?The thought is almost insulting. It gnaws at me, and a bitter pang rises in my chest. That night… Does it not linger in his thoughts the way it does in mine? Does he not remember how he made me feel? How his touch and taste etch themselves into my memory, playing on repeat in my head for countless sleepless nights?“Are you looking at Blaze?” Bobby’s voice cuts through my thoughts, dragging me back to the present. I glance at him and realize I’ve been staring for too long—long enough for people to notice.“His downfall was unexpected,” he continues, his voice carrying a hint of regret. “It took a huge turn after that crash. I feel bad sometimes… It was partly

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  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 65

    Blaze“Dude, that bike looks like it was smashed into a rock, the fall was messy,” Alexi continues to rant as we walk to the shop together, but my feet fucking freeze the moment we get to the front.“Woah, what a fucking handsome rich dude, he looks like the wealthy God from Greek. Damn, I suddenly remember I have a working pussy,” she whispers, eyes wide and stuck to the tall figure casually smoking in front of my shop like he owns the place.“What the hell, Alexi… Thought you were the top and you’re not into ‘dicks’?” I ask, forcing a smile, but the truth is, my stomach is in knots, flipping like it’s on crack.“Yeah, but trying it once with that gorgeous figure is an achievement,” she mutters. I don’t laugh. I can’t even move a fucking muscle.Carlo. That stupidly gorgeous bastard. His shirt is slightly open, tattoos on full display, hair slicked perfectly to the side, fucking polished from head to toe like he belongs in a mafia fantasy. His head’s down, so he hasn’t seen us yet, b

  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 64

    Blaze“You actually suck at this. Move. Let me do it.”Alexi snatches the wrench from my hand like I just committed some kind of sacred sin, and I don’t even fight her on it. I step back, wiping sweat from my neck with the back of my hand, watching her lean over the greasy engine like she owns the damn thing.“You know I’m still recovering from rich-boy trauma, right?” I mutter, lighting a cigarette and squinting at her through the smoke. “Three weeks out and I still flinch every time I see marble floors.”She snorts. “Yeah, well, this ain’t no penthouse, sugar. This is grease, fuel, and freedom. Welcome back to the land of the living.”I smirk a little.Three months. That’s how long it’s been since I walked out of Carlo’s place and didn’t look back. Since I shoved every memory, every fucked-up emotion, and every craving for his touch into a goddamn box and tossed it somewhere far away.This new place? It’s loud, rough, smells like gasoline and old tires, and I fucking love it. I open

  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 63

    Carlo“Whiskey. Double shot. Don’t go light.”The bartender doesn’t ask questions. Just pours and slides it over, it’s been a long time I came here but they still treat me like a regular. The glass hits my lips, and it burns like it’s supposed to. I stare at the bar stand where Blaze used to stand, all cocky and full of heat. It’s dead now. Cold. Like someone ripped the fucking soul out of the place.I down another.The club smells different without him here. It’s got that same stale sweat and desperation vibe, but it’s missing the spice. The fire. The fucking heartbeat. And I hate that I came here thinking maybe I could feel close to him. Maybe I’d see a shadow of him in the corners. Dumb shit like that.“You look like you need more than just a drink, man.”The voice comes from behind me. Smooth. Confident. I turn my head and there’s a guy—dark hair, pierced lip, smirking like he knows exactly what he’s offering. I don’t respond right away. Just stare.He’s not Blaze. But he’s got th

  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 62

    CarloDays pass.Then weeks.Then fucking months.Every morning I wake up hoping he’s on the couch. Hoping I’ll smell his skin again, hear him cussing at the coffee machine. But it’s just silence. Cold, empty fucking silence that echoes louder than a scream.The bed feels too fucking big. I roll to his side every night like a goddamn addict chasing a fix that ain’t there. I breathe into his pillow even though the scent’s faded. I still look for his towel on the bathroom rack. His boots by the door. But all I see is absence.I hire a private investigator. I pay triple to get the best. They come up with nothing. No name, no face, no trace. Like he never fucking existed.I start checking the places we used to hang out—bars, the old underground garage, that beat-up taco truck near Fifth where he always asked for extra hot sauce and never finished the food. I even go back to the last racing ring we chilled at, the one where he nearly punched a mechanic for scratching someone else’s car. I

  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 61

    Carlo“Where the fuck is he?”That’s the first thing I mutter the moment I walk into the penthouse. I drop my bag by the door and look around like he might be hiding behind the damn curtains. But the place is too clean. Too quiet. The air smells like furniture polish and nothing else. No cologne, no cigarette smoke, no burnt toast from his lazy attempts at breakfast. It’s just empty.“Blaze!” I call out louder this time, my voice bouncing off the damn walls.Nothing.I head into the bedroom, push open the door like I expect him to be passed out on the bed or curled up under the sheets with one of my hoodies like he usually does. But it’s made. Neat. Fucking untouched.“Goddammit.”I check the bathroom. Closet. Balcony. Nothing.I pull out my phone and dial him again. It goes straight to voicemail—again. Just like it’s been all fucking week. I thought maybe his phone was acting up, or maybe he lost it. I even joked about it to myself on the plane, thinking I’d get back, find him half-n

  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 60

    Blaze“You still think this shit is love, Blaze?” Felix asks, his voice sharp like a damn knife to my ear. “You really gonna keep choosing Carlo over your fucking sanity?”He’s pacing the penthouse like a caged dog, arms crossed, jaw tight, eyes wild. It’s just me and him now that Carlo left for that bullshit business trip. The place feels too big. Too quiet. Too fucking cold.I don’t look at him. I just sink into the couch, legs stretched, a glass of whiskey in hand. My body aches. Or maybe it’s just my soul. I don’t fucking know anymore.I roll my eyes, dropping my phone on the armrest. “You’re still on that shit?”“I never left that shit,” he fires back. “Blaze, I’m your best fucking friend. I’ve watched you drown in this toxic-ass mess for too long. I ain’t gonna pretend like I’m cool with it just ‘cause he buys you pretty things and fucks you right.”I stare at him. That silence between us tightens.“I love him,” I say, flat. Like the words don’t even mean shit anymore.Felix sto

  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 59

    Carlo“You’re still here?” I mutter, walking into the living room and spotting Felix on the couch like he fucking lives here.He glances at me, smug as ever. “Good morning to you too, Carlo.”I hate his voice. Too calm. Too fucking smug. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he’s trying to get under my skin on purpose. But I do know better—he is.I walk past him without saying another word. I’m not in the mood for his bullshit, not this early. I head straight for the stairs, checking on Blaze first before I deal with anything else. He’s awake, sitting up in bed with his crutches leaning against the nightstand, flipping through some stupid magazine.His room smells faintly of antiseptic and vanilla—him. The curtains are half-drawn, sunlight slicing through the room in streaks. He looks comfortable, like he’s finally getting used to being home again. There’s something peaceful about that. The kind of peace I don’t get often.“Hey,” he says, eyes lighting up when he sees me. “Thought yo

  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 58

    CarloWeeks later.“You still awake?”I look up from my screen, surprised to hear his voice. I didn’t even hear him coming. That’s how focused I’ve been. Blaze is standing by the edge of the living room, leaning on the damn wall like he’s trying to look casual. His steps are slow, but shit—he’s actually walking. No crutches. No help. Just that annoying limp that’s been driving him insane.“You’re climbing stairs now?”He shrugs like it’s no big deal, but I see that hint of pride in his eyes. “Yeah, figured I’d surprise you.”I shut the laptop halfway and eye him as he limps closer. There’s this stupid grin on his face like he just won a damn medal.“You should’ve called me.”“For what? I ain’t crippled.”I grunt. Typical Blaze. Always acting like he’s fine when his body’s been through hell and back. I try not to hover too much lately, but fuck, it’s hard.He comes closer and reaches for the laptop on my lap, placing it gently on the table beside the couch. Then he straddles me like it

  • Tangled Hearts On Wheels   Chapter 57

    Carlo“Four fuckin’ hours, doc. You sure that’s normal?”My voice sounds like shit, dry and rough from too much pacing and zero fuckin’ sleep. I’m leaning against the wall outside the OR, arms crossed so tight my muscles are starting to cramp. Felix’s long gone—he couldn’t sit still, said he’d come back later. I don’t blame him. It’s hell just waiting. Every fuckin’ second feels like I’m stuck in a pressure cooker.The nurse doesn’t answer. Just tells me again to wait and walks off like I didn’t just ask that for the third goddamn time.So I wait.I keep checking the double doors like Blaze is gonna walk out himself. Dumb. Fuckin’ dumb. He’s cut open, knocked out, leg sliced up while they try to fix something he should’ve handled years ago.I should’ve forced him.I should’ve noticed the limp sooner, the way he tried to hide how bad it was getting. I should’ve dragged his stubborn ass to the hospital myself. But no—I had my head too far up my own shit.Four fuckin’ hours.I don’t sit.

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