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Book 2 of the ‘Edward in Love’ In Love Saga

It had been over five years since Ethan Jackson and Demyan Chernyshevsky-Coleman had broken up. Five years of avoiding family gatherings, awkward greetings and longing glances from across the room.

For both they had tried to move on. To forget their first true loves and try to make a name from themselves from their family’s glory. 

For Demyan who constantly had to live up to both his fathers’; Edward and Vasili, success he found it difficult to shake off his past when eyes were constantly on him. To forget the man he had once fallen so deeply in love with that it had consumed him for almost a decade but found it near to impossible. 

For Ethan who constantly worked hard to prove he belonged into a family whose name was a household brand, he often found himself drowning into the voices of those who believed he belonged nowhere near the successful family. His decisions had ruined his chances with the only boy he had ever loved and even though it was almost a decade later he found it difficult to forget. 
Now as the ex-couple face each other again, will their love prevail or will new love conquests stop them in their path? 

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Please beautiful readers read Book 1 and it’s side story, Edward in Love, to better understand Book 2 of the ‘In Love Saga’. Hope you Enjoy!

Ethan In Love

I tried to focus my mind on the task at hand, which was making dinner which technically counted as breakfast since Demyan loved to have breakfast for dinner if he had had a bad day. Well at least I hoped he still liked having breakfast for dinner because I had gone through a lot of effort to make him waffles and eggs benedict with the ginger and turmeric shake he used to love.

It had been a long time since I had showered with the ferocity and speed I had. I wanted to surprise him and it would not really be a surprise if he caught me still in the task of it. Luckily I knew I always had time on my side since he always took thirty to forty minutes in the shower.

Back when he was younger, I would sometimes get afraid that maybe he had fainted or the shower drain had swallowed him whole when an hour passed and he had still not come downstairs. Yet once I got to live with him, I realised there was a lot of preparation that went in for him.

Utter Rubbish