Gaan
had an obsession. Probably one that wasn’t good for his health…or life. But he
found himself at the Black Pit every night for the last two months. For what?
To try to find out everything he could about a man named Luc.
Luc
fascinated Gaan, with his tall, dark and dangerous looks. No one had ever
captured Gaan’s attention like Luc did. And no one caused as much pain inside
him either. Every time Luc’s hands were on another, Gaan’s body tightened in
agony.
What
little Gaan was able to find out was pure speculation. Oddly, when he asked
about the man, no one seemed to know who he was talking about, but they
certainly knew him when he was present. He didn’t understand.
He
also couldn’t keep Luc off his mind. It was as if there was an invisible tether
connecting his soul to Luc, one strong as steel, and yet that made no sense
either. Gaan was well aware his grandfather was an angel, giving Gaan certain
abilities, like judging character of those with no immortality. Not that Gaan
was immortal. He wasn’t with his deluded blood.
Luc
was a mystery, and a distraction. One that Gaan both welcomed and despised. The
dark, enigmatic man also aroused Gaan like no other. Which was discerning since
he’d never been attracted to a man in his long life.
Yes,
Luc was an obsession. An obsession that nearly destroyed Gaan in the sweetest
way—when Luc’s black eyes finally landed on him.
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