Davis Brothers
Sunlight cut across Aiden’s desk, illuminating the Henderson file he’d been pretending to read for the past hour. The numbers blurred before his eyes as his mind drifted, for the hundredth time that morning, to the memory of Haru’s lips parting beneath his own, those small hands clutching his shoulders as pleasure overtook him.
Two weeks si…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Zara K. Lee’s Substack to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.