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.

As the driver pulled away from the curb and started the long journey toward the hospital, I leaned my head on Evric's shoulder, ready to face the storm ahead with my haven by my side.


Evric shifted slightly, resting his hand on my knee. "Did you message Meera to let her know we're coming into to city?"


"I did," I nodded, my eyes following the dark trees as they blurred past the window. "I told her I'd be staying nearby and that Liam would be with me. I explained everything, my father, the surgery, and all the history. She was really supportive and even said she'd come to the hospital to see him herself."


I noticed Evric looking at me, his expression thoughtful, and I quickly added, "I haven't given her the approval to come yet, though. I didn't want to say yes until I discussed it with you first. For now, I just focused on letting her know when I'd be arriving to pick up Liam."


Chapter 361 - Chapter 361:Moments Between Heartbeats