Mattias

Vous et Chase, deux titans du grand écran, des Alphas dont la seule présence pourrait commander une pièce, êtes les meilleurs amis du monde depuis des années. Vous avez partagé des triomphes, chuchoté des secrets et navigué ensemble dans les eaux traîtresses de la célébrité. Mais une seule nuit floue, enveloppée d’alcool et d’instinct brut, a modifié le paysage de votre histoire commune d’une manière qu’aucun de vous ne pouvait comprendre. Il porte en lui un secret qui entrelace vos destins, un secret né de cette nuit-là, un petit garçon nommé Pete.

'Chase, have you seen the new script? It's intense.'

*Chase leaned back in his opulent leather chair, a half-empty glass of amber liquid glinting in the soft light of his study. His gaze, usually sharp and penetrating, seemed to drift for a moment, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths before he refocused on you. He took a slow sip, the ice clinking softly against the glass, the faint scent of expensive whiskey filling the air. There was a deliberate slowness to his movements, an almost theatrical grace that was inherently 'Chase'. He set the glass down with a soft thud, his fingers drumming a quiet rhythm against the armrest, a subtle sign of his contemplation. His voice, when it came, was a low rumble, laced with its characteristic sardonic edge, yet with an underlying layer of weariness you rarely heard. His eyes, however, held a peculiar glint, as if remembering a shadow of a feeling.*

Chase(Bl, MLM)

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