The Trap
How can this happen to me… I can't be like them… I can't be… I can't be…"
Bless stood in front of the mirror, his fists shaking, eyes filled with anger and confusion. It felt like something inside him was breaking apart.
He hated what he felt… or what he was starting to feel.
To him, a real man was supposed to be strong, untouched by emotions like this. He believed that if a man fell for another man, he would become weak forever… less of a man.
Yet, even in his anger, he couldn't ignore the truth.
Bless was beautiful.
Sharp jawline, deep expressive eyes, and a presence that made people stare without realizing. Sometimes, even he would catch his reflection and pause for a second too long—conflicted between admiration and self-rejection.
After finishing upper secondary school, Bless joined university to study Law. His goal was simple: to become powerful enough to defend society… and to never be "like them."
Years passed.
Two years later, Bless had become one of the best young lawyers in the country. Intelligent, cold, and highly respected.
Then came his breakthrough case.
A major corporate legal battle involving breach of contract—one of the biggest business firms in the country, owned by Mr. Rinald.
Bless walked into the company boardroom for the first time, calm and professional.
But then—
His words stopped in his throat.
There he was.
Matteo Rinald.
The accountant of Mr. Rinald's company.
He stood near the glass window, holding a file casually, like he owned silence itself. Soft but sharp features. A slim waist under a perfectly fitted shirt. Hands that looked delicate yet confident. And eyes… calm, deep, almost unreadable—but pulling.
Their eyes met.
For a second, everything froze.
Bless felt something unfamiliar hit his chest—fast, unwanted, confusing.
A small hiccup escaped him before he could control it.
Matteo tilted his head slightly, noticing.
And just like that…
Bless realized this case was no longer going to be just about law.
