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 boss came out of the kitchen, holding a champagne glass and a bottle of Prosecco in the other.

"We are drinking?" Surprised, he asked while keeping his eyes on the bottle.

Was he allowed to drink? Because, as far as Brandon knew, people that were on antibiotics or on any kind of recovery journey were not allowed to have any kind of alcohol or even this bit of editing items. And for what he knew, proseco was alcohol, and it was for.

"Just one glass and only for today." he passed Brandon on the way as he answered and sat at the head chair.

Hungry and now eager for a drink that he had not had for a very long time, Brandon slowly made his way on the other side so that he would not have to go past Killian.

Just as he sat down, Sophia came from the kitchen and kept two plates along with some cutlery in front of them before she left them alone.

Sandwiches - II