The Eighth Chair
**This book contains mature content**Preview:Her eyes shimmer against the moonlight as he looks down to meet her gaze. He tries to take it in, the view of her in his favourite white Nike t-shirt, the damp curls framing her face and the fact that she's in his bed. The man knows he will get so much shit from his brothers if they find out he spent the night with her but how can he say no? He states firmly in his head that nothing will happen, at least not from his end. **Disclaimer**This content is a fanfiction, therefore none of the scenarios narrated here are true, they are not made with the intention of damaging the image of him/the mentioned artists, it is only entertainment. In case this content is not to your liking or you don't enjoy reading mature content, please don't read it.Enjoy! XoXo Ida…