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My Masked Lover

Forced into an arranged marriage to save his stepmother's crumbling business, Lee lives his life in sadness. His CEO husband doesn't love him, he resents him with all his being. As a young teen who wants nothing more than the sweet true love he envisioned, Lee tries to make things better, but it seems the more he tries to get his CEO lover to like him, the more he's despised. When a chance comes for him to attend a weekly masked ball presents itself, he goes there with the main purpose of escaping the drama of his life. There he meets a man. Thor was the masked name he goes by. Thor, a man whose caresses ignites a fire in Lee's soul.  Week after week of meeting, Lee fells in love with him. Lee lives in sadness during the week with his CEO husband who treats him like trash, and not as a significant other. And he lives his weekend dancing, and having the time of his life in the arms of his masked lover. Lee can't stop his teen heart from falling for the smooth talker. What happens when Lee finds out they are married in real life? And don't forget the secret that seems to shake his life to the core.

Unsolvable_Mystery · LGBT+
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236 Chs

Product of his Imaginations

"Is Sly around?"

I know he's around, but I asked to make sure the information I got from Marli was correct.

"He is." The guard answered before he opened the gates for me, "welcome home, Mr Lee." He smiled at me, "This place hasn't been the same without you."

"Oh?"

I asked when I found out I have no response to his words.

"Mr Sly is in the house." He smiled brightly, "he will be happy to see you."

"Oh, I hope so, too." I smiled at him as I headed for the house.

The sight of the house brought tears to my face as I remembered the days I spent here.

Gods.

I've missed this place without knowing it.

Just the sight of it is enough to arouse emotions deep within me.

However, I didn't allow that to prevent me from what I came here for.

I headed towards the house.

The earlier I get things done, the easier it will be for me.

"Sly?" I knocked on the door.