They say the body has memory.

I didn’t believe that until I started waking up soaked in sweat and c*m, my heart racing, my fingers trembling, my lips parted as if I’d been whispering his name in sleep.

But I never even knew his real name.

I remember his voice though, how it curled around me like smoke, soft and deep, commanding yet kind, dark and dangerous.

He never touched me. Never laid a hand on me. But I came so hard, I cried.

Now, every night, I crave it. That voice. That whisper that made my knees weak. That sin I never thought I’d want.

I thought I was straight. Now, I’m not even sure I’m sane.

And I think I’d ruin myself just to hear it again.

For 25 years, Zayn lived in a world of straight expectations, dating girls, chasing pleasure that always ended in silence and frustration. Sex was a routine, not release. Until one bored night, chasing a thrill, he said yes to something different.

A man in a club offered him more than money, he offered a secret, a night of satisfaction like he’d never known. But when Zayn entered that hotel room, he didn’t expect him, the rich, cold, dangerously alluring heir of a conservative empire, whose father publicly condemns everything he hides in the dark.

What started as a one-night experiment turned into a dangerous addiction. Without a single touch, Zayn was broken open, undone, and made to scream, cry, and beg, only through sound.

Now, even back home, Zayn trembles when he hears his voice in dreams, in memory, in madness. His sheets are always wet. His nights are restless. His body wants more.

And the worst part?

He's starting to want him, too.


18+ WARNING 
This story contains explicit male-male content, intense erotic scenes, and psychological seduction.
If you're not ready for a world where a voice can break you, proceed cautiously.

Read at your discretion.

"Nicki!" I warned. He was being ridiculous, but I knew his lecture style was rooted in protection.


"What?" Nicki threw his hands up, genuinely exasperated. "You should all stop acting too simple. I hate it."


"It's not that easy the way you're putting it," I told him. "This isn't some casual date you can ghost. It involves a child, which complicates everything legally and emotionally."


"How is it not easy?" Nicki challenged, pacing again. "She's clearly taking advantage because Zayn is nice to her and manipulating him. It's not fair. Okay, let me ask you this: Did she show you the baby picture? Any proof that shows she really has this baby?"


Zayn shook his head miserably. "The only picture she showed me was a picture when she was pregnant." He looked at me, needing my support. "But Nantam confirmed she really had a baby, Nicki. And Meera is not the type to lie. If there's no baby, she won't use that to get close to me."


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