ASHERI do not remember the exact moment I fell in love with Ethan. But the idea of calling him mine, the idea of being gazed at by him was always titillating. It wasn’t some soft, fleeting thing. No, love with Ethan was never going to be gentle or kind. It was fire and fury, all-consuming in a way that left no room for anything else. And it started that night, the first night he truly showed me what it meant to be his.We were young boys, training late in the night, the kind of night where the air was thick with tension, our bodies worn from the intensity of sparring. I was exhausted, pushing myself harder than usual, trying to match him punch for punch, step for step because watching him work harder against me was kind of a personal win. But Ethan was always one step ahead, always stronger, always more.I’d admired him long before that—his power, his strength, the way he commanded respect without ever needing to raise his voice. But that night, something changed. It wasn’t just ab
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