Aftershocks

Aftershocks

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Congressman Roger Harris was always highly respected in his line of work. He had it all. A job, a wife, the looks, and the "appearance." No one would expect that this highly respectable republican would have anything to hide, but his male lover and his past tell a different story. Based on the Showtime series "Black Monday" season two, which takes place in the 1980s, after the stock market crash. I HIGHLY SUGGEST WATCHING THE SERIES BEFORE READING. THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS! Trigger Warning// there are mentions of homophobia, conversion therapy, sexual situations, abuse, and other mature themes. I will put a warning at the beginning of those specific chapters.
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BOOK 2 What started as a Sudden Attraction... became something Soulbound. But some bonds come with unexpected twists. ----‐------------------------------------ "You done?" Marcus asked, arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. Calm. Unbothered. Andre was pacing the room, one hand running down his face, the other unconsciously resting over his stomach. His fingers pressed in slightly, like he was trying to ground himself. "You don't get it, Marcus. You shouldn't be here. I destroy everything I touch." Marcus sighed and pushed off the wall. He stepped forward, closing the space between them, and cupped Andre's jaw, forcing him to look up. "You done?" he repeated. Andre swallowed hard. "Marcus-" "Nah." Marcus's voice was firm, steady. "You're gonna stand here and tell me all the reasons I should leave. And when you're done, I'm gonna tell you why I'm never going anywhere." Andre stared at him, lips parting, searching for something to say-but nothing came. Marcus smirked, tilting his head. "Now c'mere, lemme rub on you."

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