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[BL— Warning: Adult content 18+. Extreme Smut every 20 - 30 chapters]
"You," Augustine began, his voice firm and direct. "I'm making you an offer: we get married, immediately. This isn't a request, it's a demand." Augustine's uttered with a piercing gaze. 
Charles scoffed. “What type of bullshit is that?” He fired back. 

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Augustine Wales is a cold CEO who is known as the most successful and influential business man in Country H. 

His name alone commanded respect, his steely gaze and cold demeanor strike fear into even the most hardened of hearts. He was a man of few words, each syllable weighted with the power of his position. 

On the eve of Augustine Wales 29th birthday, he received an unexpected call from his family, their demands clear and uncompromising: find a spouse, or forfeit your stake in the family's vast wealth and influence. 

In that very moment after receiving the phone call, the gaze of Augustine fell upon a young man named Charles Donald and without thinking twice, Augustine immediately made a proposal to Charles, but was met with a swift rejection. 

Augustine's proposal was rooted in desperation but little did he know that fate was drawing him toward a future he never could have predicted.

"What will happen when Augustine Wales, the powerful CEO, finds himself unexpectedly falling for Charles Donald, a humble cleaner in his office?"
"When Charles' deadly secrets rise to the surface, will their fragile bond shatter, or will their love prove strong enough to weather the storm?"

Sweeping Him Off His Feet

Charles' eyes widened as a deep blush spread across his cheeks. "You're unbelievable," he muttered, averting his gaze.

Augustine chuckled, stepping closer. "What? I'm just being honest," he purred, his voice dripping with amusement.

"You don't have to behave like a pervert while being honest." Charles sneered.

He took a step back from Augustine and properly observed his features.

Augustine stood before him, draped in a milk-colored long sleeve that clung to his frame, paired with fitted brown trousers and a flowing kimono jacket that only added to his effortless allure.

His tousled brown hair, wild and unkempt, framed his tired yet undeniably handsome face.

Dark circles shadowed Augustine's piercing eyes, a testament to sleepless nights and restless thoughts—perhaps of Charles.

Even in Augustine's exhaustion, there was something intoxicatingly rugged about him, something that made Charles' breath hitch.

Can I eat your most sensitive spot?