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  1. vanalas
    My fingers are crossed with you
  2. vanalas
    Thank you so much. Hope I can deliver and not disappoint the next chapter 🙏 😌
  3. vanalas
    The moment Noah’s arms wrapped around him, Jace froze. A huge lump lodged itself in his throat, and something deep in his chest tightened, sharp and suffocating, as though a wound had suddenly split open inside him. His heart stuttered in panic. Fear — cold and heavy — took hold, spreading through his veins until even his fingertips felt numb. He eased himself out of Noah’s embrace, his voice unsteady as he forced a strained smile. “What… what are you doing here?” Noah gave him a
  4. vanalas
    Jace sat quietly in the passenger seat, pulling his underwear back on, his bare back glistening faintly with sweat in the muted lighting of the car’s tinted interior. Matteo leaned forward, lips brushing against the nape of his neck, planting soft kisses along his spine. The gesture made Jace chuckle lowly, his head tipping forward slightly, breath shaky but filled with warmth. “You always did that,” Jace murmured, voice husky. “Kiss my back like it was sacred.” Matteo didn’t reply at
  5. vanalas
    The song for this chapter
  6. vanalas
    Jace shot up from his chair, disbelief written all over his face. “Matteo?” His voice came out sharper than intended. “What the hell are you doing here?” Matteo, standing just inside the door with equal parts confusion and tension in his eyes, answered flatly, “I’m here for work.” Their boss glanced between them, eyebrows lifting in curiosity. “Wait—you two know each other?” Matteo let out a resigned sigh. “Yeah… Jace is a friend.” Jace’s jaw tightened.
  7. vanalas
    I 💯 percent agree with you. Lies bleed more lies and more lies until they can't be contained. What Matteo and Jace had was too strong
  8. vanalas
    Prophetic right? How's it so far? Has that murderous rage returned?
  9. vanalas
    The room was cold, drenched in the grey-blue tint of early morning light spilling in through the half-drawn curtains. Matteo sat on the edge of the bed, his back bare, hunched, a thin hotel blanket draped over his shoulders and pooling around his waist. His damp, tousled hair stuck to his forehead, and the smudged remnants of last night’s eyeliner clung to the dark circles beneath his reddened eyes. He stared at the wall with a lifeless gaze, his fingers curling tightly around the edge of the bl
  10. vanalas
    Oooooh lucky me. Stay tuned
  11. vanalas
    And here I was thinking I was gonna be crucified. Did you get possessed by an angel 😁😁😁😁
  12. vanalas
    The sun hung low in the afternoon sky, its golden rays casting warm glows across the park as the breeze carried the smell of freshly cut grass and summer laughter. Children played in the distance—some kicking a ball, others giggling on the jungle gym. But in one quiet corner of the park, Noah sat on a bench with his phone pressed to his ear, a leather folder resting beside him, a Bluetooth headset catching every word of the call. His brows were furrowed in focus as he spoke in his professional,
  13. vanalas
    You're welcome. And this one will be pure joy 😊
  14. vanalas
    Or, a world of smiling and joyfully crying 😃
  15. vanalas
    Jace winced sharply as the cool sting of antiseptic touched his skin. “Damn it,” he muttered, pulling his head back slightly. “Stay still,” Matteo said firmly, holding the cotton swab delicately but securely in his fingers. His brows drew together in frustration, but there was no malice—only concern. “I’m just trying to help out.” Jace huffed, shifting where he sat on the open boot of the car, feet dangling lightly. The streetlamp above cast a soft glow, painting both of them in a
  16. vanalas
    It's going down "basement" 🤣🤣🤣🤣
  17. vanalas
    Matteo swallowed the pain swelling in his throat and forced a smile as he looked at Jace. He said his name softly, almost like tasting it after years of bitterness and longing. “Jace,” he said, voice light but strained. “It’s... nice to meet you.” Then, with quiet steps, Matteo walked forward and extended a hand. Jace hesitated—his fingers twitching as if caught between instinct and discomfort. His eyes flicked to the hand, then to Noah, then back. Finally, summoning his courage, he cl
  18. vanalas
    You're not gonna be frustrated. You're Gonna be smiling in your chair while reading
  19. vanalas
    I mean... isn't Matteo a sweetheart 😁😁😁
  20. vanalas
    Jace sat across from the man, a sleek ceramic cup of coffee untouched before him. The quiet hum of the café around them seemed distant, drowned by the pounding in his chest. His fingers circled the spoon slowly, stirring the coffee as though hypnotized by the dark whirlpool forming at the center. He hadn’t taken a sip. He hadn’t even looked up. He could feel the weight of the gaze on him—sharp, attentive, unrelenting. It made his skin buzz. The man sitting across from him was devastati
  21. vanalas
    If you had been there... if you had seen it... I bet you you'd have done the same. 😆 🤣 😂 😹
  22. vanalas
    I need therapy 😆 🤣 😂 why me?
  23. vanalas
    No bets. I already have a lawsuit on my hands
  24. vanalas
    What did I do? Jace hadn't even done anything. He's innocent You're way in over your head
  25. vanalas
    The tension in the air was thick, nearly suffocating. Noah’s breath hitched as he recognized his father. He stepped away from Jace instinctively, his heart hammering. “Dad?” he called out, his voice half-worried, half-exasperated. “What are you doing here?” Elijah didn’t speak at first. His sharp eyes zeroed in on Jace, who now held Rain protectively, as if shielding him from something. Noah rushed forward, placing himself directly in Elijah’s path. “I made my decision,
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