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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

EJ's pep talk was still fresh in my mind as I entered my suite. I knocked on the bedroom door and after no answer opened the door anyway. I found Malia sleeping on the bed as classic music played through a small speaker that she rested over her stomach as she breathed out heavily.

When she heard me enter she opened one eye with a scowl, "I didn't say enter."

"Well tough luck I paid for it," I shrugged then headed to the bathroom to take a shower and to get the smell of cigarette off me before she noticed. When I was done I dressed in a pair of boxers and dried my hair so it would not soak the entire bed.

Malia's back was facing me as I approached the bed, rounded it then laid down next to her. Her tiny foot kicked my shin, "I said you're going to sleep on the couch."

"I'm 6ft3 I can't fit," I sighed, "And you'll probably kill me if I get another room for myself."

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