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Gabriel Hunter wants one thing.
Joel Reading.
Joel is alone in the world and down on his luck. When he's forced out of his apartment with nowhere to go, handsome stranger Gabriel swoops in and saves the day. He gives Joel a place to stay, food to eat, and most importantly, something to hope for.
It's taken extensive planning, but Gabriel finally has Joel right where he wants him.
Joel didn't mean to fall for his wealthy savior, but Gabriel knows him too well. He has Joel's favorite coffee, favorite books, and he knows exactly how Joel likes to be touched. It's almost too easy to fall in love with the mysterious man who happened to be in the right place at the right time.
Gabriel's omissions come back to haunt him and he's left hoping Joel can see through the deceit to the man he really is. The man he wants to be.
As he's getting comfortable with his new life, Joel's happiness is snatched out of his grasp. With his world spiraling out of control, there's only one person he wants to catch him, because...
Joel Reading wants one thing.
Gabriel Hunter.
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Publisher: Independently Published
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Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 36-45
Tropes: Age Difference, Alpha Character
Word Count: 68,000
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
“This is your room,” Gabriel said, opening the door and standing aside to let Joel step past him. Gabriel sucked in a breath as they passed, Joel’s arm grazing across Gabriel’s chest. Joel stopped, feeling his shoulders briefly twitch with the electricity which had sparked from the contact, but he collected himself and stepped farther into the room. He looked around and couldn’t believe the room he was in. This was exactly the kind of room he would have picked for himself if he had more money to spare.
READ MOREThe bed was massive, it had to be a king, and it was decorated with a thick red comforter laid neat and tidy across it. There was a Technics turntable on a stand in the corner, which he recognized by the distinct round black legs, and a stack of records on the floor beside it. Farther along the wall, a five-shelf bookcase made of maple wood that looked like it was easily sixty years old overflowed with books that had been organized, and then stacked to fit when room was gone. A window in front of the bed looked out onto Beverly Hills and offered an amazing view of the city.
“This is your guest room?” Joel asked, shocked at the display.
“This is your room, for now,” Gabriel replied softly.
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