Inara_Me

A posh boy and a ‘no fucks given’ Billionaire. 
“Get on your knees and suck me off, like a good boy." 
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When his grandfather passed away, Brandon knew he had to do everything to make sure that his family company was in good hands, and by good hands, he meant his. 
Arrangement set up for the inheritance demanded, Brandon moved to another country and countering a man as a love interest, which was completely unnecessary because he was not gay.
But was his answer taken as it should have been? Absolutely not.
As the days to fulfill the condition fly by and Killian and Brandon get closer, things start to blend in and out at the same time, they too break apart. With the sudden presence of the faces from the past and Brandon’s continuous doubt about his sexuality, would he actually be able to receive unconditional love for once? 

[ Morally gray hero, dark romance, hero obsessed, boys love, LGBTQ+, gay romance, romance] 

Love Me, Mr. Archer [BL]

His eyes fluttered open again, but Brandon did not try to keep them open for long.

Why should he try when he knew that they were going to get closed any time soon anyway?

They were right about the concussion. He was in and out of it, the entire night and the next day as Killian told him when he had woken up in between the meals.

This time, however, he did not feel it.

His eyes remained open, there was no trace of sleeping in between them, which could only mean one thing.

"I told them to cut down on the morphine."

His eyes went to his bedside where Killian was sitting in a much more comfortable chair than last time. He must've had it ordered here.

"You did?" it had to be the order of a doctor, no? Killian could not order something like that.

He nodded, closing his laptop and giving Brandon his attention. " you don't need morphine anymore. The doctor said, they don't want you getting addicted to it."

Silence- I