Rava Weston is the definition of the ideal son. He follows the rules, smiles when he should, and never causes trouble. His future is laid out-while he has just enough space to secretly chase his own quiet dreams of becoming a teacher, so long as he plays the role his parents expect. But when he's forced to attend a family summit back in Italy, everything starts to unravel. Because Gio Fontana will be there. Gio is reckless, magnetic, too rich for his own good. He's got cops who know him by name, and NOT because they're friends. His motorcycle is his greatest love, and rules don't seem to apply to him. He has a reputation that makes fathers lock their doors. Especially Rava's father. Rava and Gio, never gotten along as kids. But this time, the tension feels different. Darker. Hungrier. And as the days stretch on, Rava's perfectly safe world starts to slip through his fingers, because what's building between him and Gio isn't just dangerous. It's forbidden. It's electric. And it might be the first real thing Rava's ever felt. 🥇 #1 - enemiestolovers 🥇 #1 - bxb 🥇 #1 - bl 🥇 #1 - bxblove 🥇 #1 - Italy 🥇 #1 - denial 🥇 #1 - angst 🥇 #1 - gayfiction 🥇 #1 - bisexual 🥇 #1 - gaycouple 🥇 #1 - mlm 🥇 #1 - slowburn

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬. ⋆˙♡ ⋆.˚✮˚.⋆ Everything in my life was a whirlwind when I saw him again. Two years felt like a lifetime, and I was filled with anticipation to reunite with my best friend. However, when our eyes met, I realized something was terribly wrong. The boy who used to have a kind and gentle spirit, who once believed in compassion and empathy, was now someone unrecognizable. He had transformed into a person capable of great cruelty. He had killed those who trusted him, and the smile he gave me was chilling, void of remorse, as if he hadn't committed the heinous acts he was accused of. My heart ached with disgust and sorrow. How could the person I admired so deeply become a monster? The Rishi I knew was gone, replaced by someone who had lost his way. He was no longer the confidant with whom I shared my dreams and fears. He is not the same Rishi Ranawat I knew. Started on: 20/03/25 Ended on: Copyright ©️2025