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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

Demyan being the number one interior designer meant he had a lot more connections than me when it came to real estate. He had designed for some of the number one A list celebrities in the area and because of that he also knew all the great properties.

From the moment we stopped outside the fourth apartment, he simply took one look at the building and thanked the realtor for their time before he sent them on their way. We went to a cafe and I enjoyed a green smoothie whilst he called about on his phone and used his 'Business voice'.

Within an hour he had gotten to the perfect penthouse for me and already had a tour available for me to give my final stamp of approval.

"You know the person who owns this penthouse?" I quivered as he scanned an access card to the underground parking, where a car elevator opened and he took us upwards.

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