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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

"Why you leave the bed?" he yawned as he turned with his head resting on my lap so he could look up to me. His beautiful blue green eyes were bright despite the dim glow of the moon outside.

I softly smiled down at him and brushed his curtain bangs back with my hand before I kissed his forehead, "I was checking in on Malia."

"Is she alright?" he closed his eyes and snuggled against me.

I nodded, "She is. She's at Igor's party with my sister and brother."

"Bad news," he chuckled, "You're lucky she's pregnant. Igor won't make any advances towards her."

That did not help my heart at all. Igor's friends were just like EJ and if they truly were, Malia being pregnant would be the least of their concerns. Yet I had to trust in Igor. Even though it felt equivalent to pouring water in a bucket that had a hole.

"You shouldn't worry though. Malia is a good girl," he opened his eyes to meet mine.

A Third Party