Can two broken hearts be healed?
Duke Michelson lost his husband and high school sweetheart, Emilio. He buries himself with work but nothing seems to heal his broken heart not until he meets Dashiell Mitchell.
Dashiell "Dash" Mitchell also has a b...
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*EARLIER THAT DAY*
It was a busy day at work as time flew by. I glanced at my watch and saw it was almost 4 pm. I took my phone out and texted Dash that I'll take dinner.
"Is Chinese food ok for dinner?" He'll eat anything. He's always hungry and has a bottomless stomach.
"That sounds great, Lucky. Bring a couple of egg rolls as well. I'll get the wine ready :)"
"I'll be home around 5. Love you."
"Love you too, babe *kissing emoji*"
He's been home until his last game this Friday. He's been cooking every day so I wanted him to rest so I'll stop by and grab some Chinese food.
I still can't believe I'm with Dashiell Mitchell, a famous hockey player. Everyone at work swoons when he makes his surprise appearance. I just stay gazing at his beautiful blue eyes and say, "that's my man". He's mended my shattered heart in ways I'll never explain. I thought I would never love again but Dash was patient enough to stay by my side to heal my shattered lonely heart.
I'm finally going to surprise Dash with the manuscript of my new book, A Dash Of Him. I hope he likes it. I would have never been inspired to write another book if it wasn't for, Dash.
I'm assigning different projects to my team when my office door opened. Sabrina walked behind a woman that I immediately recognized, Minerva Minks. "Sorry, Duke she said it was urgent and I told her you were busy but she barged in," Sabrina glared at Minerva but I stood up.
"It's fine, Sabrina. I'll be fine," I gave Sabrina a faint smile as she slowly closed the door. Minerva held a vindictive smirk and that made the tiny hairs on my neck pop up.
"Thank you for seeing me. I promise this will be quick. How well do you know Dash?" she sat down on a small couch and that's when I noticed she held a newspaper in her hand.
My patience was thinning. She didn't leave a good persona with me the last time I saw her. She treated Dash like a piece of trash and I know there's bad blood between them. "Get to the point," my words laced with venom. I'm a nice guy but don't piss me off and right now she's poking the bear.
"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you, take a look for yourself," she stood up and handed me the newspaper. Why did I have a feeling this was going to crush all my hopes and dreams.?
I gripped the newspaper as my hands trembled. I aligned my eyes with hers. She held a smirk on her face as her brown eyes were satisfied with what I'm about to see. I opened the newspaper and that's when I saw the red Mercedes, Emilio's red Mercedes. My eyes began to swell with water which made it blurry to see the words. But then I read the caption.
"Dashiell Mitchell's brother, Kieran Mitchell, is taken into custody by local authorities for the death of Emilio Michelson."
