The Recording Room

By Iyana Jenna

Lucian Salvatore returns to Clover East after his grandmother calls him home to take care of the family's recording studio. This is a welcome trip after the tragic loss of his boyfriend.

Nate Lockwood is the man who practically runs the Salvatore studio. He suspects he’s going to be replaced once Lucian comes home to take over the business. But Nate doesn’t plan on leaving Clover East so soon, at least not before he solves the mystery that’s the real reason he came to the small town in the first place.

Will Nate be able to discover what happened to his aunt who disappeared in Clover East so many years ago? What does her disappearance have to do with Lucian’s family ... and the haunted recording room in the studio where they both work?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Apr 12, 2015
• ISBN: 9781611527643

Iyana Jenna

I’m Iyana Jenna and you can call me Iyana. I like writing, romance, and man love so as you can see on this site, you’re mostly going to find m/m stories whether they are for adults or young adults. They are not going to be too heavy on explicit sex, though, as many say that my stories are considered sweet romance.

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The Recording Room

By Iyana Jenna

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Copyright 2015 Iyana Jenna

ISBN 9781611527643

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The Recording Room

By Iyana Jenna

Chapter 1

Nate knocked at the door. The name Helen Salvatore was written across it, and that was it. No Director or Manager underneath. As the owner of the station, Helen had never liked titles. Besides, in her sixty-something years of living in this small town of Clover East, she didn’t think she needed any introduction.

Unlike him, Nate thought as he opened the door. He had lived here for almost five years and he practically ran the office, but he knew he was still only an employee here. Helen never officially called him a manager or gave him any similar title. Nate felt his career was running on the same spot, but what did he expect in a place like this? He doubted he’d get another job with the same good pay and environment as this. He didn’t think he’d find a place he could hide as well as he could in Clover East.

You wanted to see me? Nate closed the door behind his back.

Nate. Helen rose from her chair behind her desk with arms wide open. Nate lifted an eyebrow. She thought of her staff as family but this was a bit extreme. How are you, my boy? She leaned across the table. Nate grasped her shoulders and kissed both of her cheeks.

Good.

Good, echoed Helen. Nate, I’d like you to meet my grandson, she said, looking over his shoulder.

Nate jerked back when he heard someone clear his throat behind him. He didn’t realize there was someone else in the room with them. He turned around and saw a man about his age, probably a bit younger, rising from his chair. His hair was light blond and his eyes were a greenish brown.

Nate, that’s Lucian, my grandson. Lucian, this is Nate. He’s the one who runs this place. Just trust me when I say this station would’ve been defunct long before this without him.

Don’t listen to her. Nate offered a hand, which the man accepted with a smile, but he saw the smile did not reach his eyes.

Lucian is going to take over my position.

You’re leaving? Nate turned to Helen in shock.

I’m not getting any younger, Nate. Helen sighed, returning to her seat. Nate mimicked her gesture.

And when did you plan on telling me that someone’s going to replace you? Nate swallowed. His tongue suddenly tasted bitter. Very well, Nate thought. Not only did his boss not think he was important enough to be informed about something as important as her resignation, he now had to accept the fact that an obviously younger man was going to be his boss. A younger man who seemed to wish he were a thousand miles from here.

Helen frowned. Nate, I only found out last night that Lucian had finally accepted my offer.

Nate shook his head slowly. I don’t understand. So if he’d said no, you’d still run the place? The moment the last word left his mouth, Nate knew he’d crossed a line, judging from Lucian’s sharp glare.

But Helen apparently didn’t think so. She looked pensive as she replied, Maybe, maybe not. I did think it was time for me to just stay at home and enjoy the rest of my days. Look, Nate. It’s not that I don’t trust you with this station. I just thought—

Helen, Nate cut her short. I never thought I was supposed to be the one responsible for this place. That never crossed my mind. The station is family owned. It’s right that your grandson should take your place. He glanced at Lucian, who was following his and Helen’s discussion with apparent interest. Nate wondered if the man was annoyed they were talking as if