Not So Straight Love (MxM)

Nolan Hector is a college going student, struggling with his sexuality. He is afraid of coming out in public. He is afraid of confessing it to his family.

But then there's Raphael Pierson. He works as an architect. One of the most successful young architects in the town.

Raphael is young, handsome, mysterious guy. He is alluring to a point, Nolan can't keep his eyes to himself when it comes to Raphael.


But Raphael has a secret. A secret that's not even hidden. He plays a game. He lures people into him, makes them fall for him and breaks their heart, the very moment they fall in love.


But Nolan is ready to risk it all. Will he ever get Raphael to love him or will be be also a victim like the rest of them?


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"Do you need a ride?" I heard an unfamiliar voice behind me. It was deep. Rough. I felt my feet ceasing on the road. But I have heard this voice before. But where exactly, I don't remember.


I turned around and my eyes widened when they fell on Raphael Pierson. He was there, on his bike. He was dressed in an olive color, button up shirt and dark pants. The dark shades on his eyes told me he hadn't yet started his bike. He was still standing on the road.


One thing, Raphael Pierson believed was, no matter whose story it is, he is always the main lead. He behaved like one. Like he owns the nation. But he doesn't.


"No, I'm fine." I said slowly, looking away from his face. It is hard to look in the eyes of the person you like. And it's even more harder when you have been caught staring at them. I was still embarrassed.


"You look in hurry. I can drop you to your college." I didn't ask him how he knew I was going to my college. After all, we were neighbors. Though we never shared a conversation with each other, we knew what we both were doing in life. Other than screwing it, of course.


"You're a stranger." I tried pathetically to not accept the ride from him. It would be difficult for me once I accept this. I would only make the game for him more easier. I would only allow him to break me more easily.


"Well, I wasn't a stranger when you were staring at me last night like there's no tomorrow." He said it so casually, with straight face. I couldn't look into his eyes, for he had his shades. But he sounded so impassive, so emotionless. Unlike his soft voice.


"I..... I was going to shut my windows. I wasn't staring at you. It was a coincidence." Liar.


I, at least tried and his lips curled up in a small smile. I don't know why it seemed mocking to me. Like he knew I was lying. Even I did. But there was no point in making me more embarrassed than I already was.


"Yeah, you were closing your window for half an hour. Next time, you decide to lie to me, cook something better." He said to me, taking a step forward and my eyes widened as I took one back.


"I'm not lying." I said in my steely voice and he scoffed.


"Again lying."