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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

"Every single word that comes out of your mouth is a complete nightmare," Charles sneered, rolling his eyes at Augustine but unable to hide the faint curve tugging at the corner of his lips. "Just go to sleep already. You sound drunk." He added, voice softer now, as he deliberately kept his gaze locked on Augustine's face—refusing to let his eyes wander lower, no matter how tempting.

With a sigh, Charles turned his back on Augustine and shut his eyes. "You can cuddle me once your dick's not standing like a damn tower," Charles muttered, earning a low chuckle from Augustine.

Augustine slid off the bed, stretching lazily. "Guess I'll have to take matters into my own hands," he teased, striding toward the bathroom.

Charles scoffed, burying his face deeper into the pillow.

Something sexual.