Jonah? There was a mystery surrounding Jonah? Every word was like a blooming poppy, drawing Julien in, tempting him to the point where it was difficult to resist.

But that was only because of how deeply he loved Jonah.

And that love was the chink in Julien's armor, leaving him vulnerable to manipulation.

In the end, Julien wavered.

In a heavy voice, he asked, "How long will this take? I need to go home to celebrate my lover's birthday." "It'll be quick." Uri Holland shut his gloomy eyes.

He turned to his side and slipped a hand into his pocket.

He gestured to Julien.

"Let's take my car.

This way." As the black vehicle sped through the dark winter night, colorful lights flashed past them on both sides.

Seated in the passenger seat, Julien held onto that bouquet of white roses in his arms as he gazed out the window with a restless, doubtful expression.

As Uri drove, he glanced at Julien's strikingly handsome, almost ethereal face as he drove, his gaze unreadable.

name?" Julien asked, trying to gather some sense of security from

knowing anything

gaze away from Julien

grasp on the steering wheel, he answered,

U-R-I." Julien mentally repeated the

"You know Jonah? How did you guys meet? Do you have a grudge against him? Or is it some kind of resentment?" Uri

later, the black car pulled into a deserted courtyard and stopped in front of an abandoned

potential —

Sedonian design immediately caught

was quite

Julien and opened the car door for

twinge of regret, but at this point, it seemed too late to

walked ahead without a word while

asked, "Where are we?" Uri stopped

that he has a house here?" Julien's eyes

this

decided that this place no longer meant anything to

cold, dusty,

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