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Last Updated : 2025-03-25
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Loyalties will be tested. Hearts will be broken. Desire will be their downfall. Middlesbrough's underworld is a dangerous game, and Matthew Smith finds himself right in the middle of it. A once-feared gang leader, he is now forced to be a pawn in a deadly cat-and-mouse game. Matthew's only shot at freedom is helping the police bring down Mr. K, the elusive mafia boss of the city. The only problem is that the detective he is forced to work with is the same man who arrested him years ago. Masahiro Payne is everything Matthew hates: cold, calculating, and relentless. But their only hope for survival is by pretending to be a happy couple, blending in amidst dangerous crime, deceit, and power struggles. The closer they find themselves to taking down Mr. K's empire, the more they are attracted to one another, an affair too potent to turn from. As their undercover mission spirals into a web of lies and hidden desires, they face a growing threat from all sides. But the greatest risk is the one they can't control-their own feelings. With every touch, every stolen kiss, the line between their fake relationship and real emotions blurs. In a world of betrayal, trust is a luxury, and falling for each other may be the deadliest mistake of all. Can they survive the deadly mafia games or will their passion be their demise?
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Gold & Sand Chapter 233
The courtroom was a theater, and Clark knew it.Not the overblown, high-drama kind. Not screaming matches or grandstanding.This was colder.Sharper.This was where reputation meant leverage. Where presence was its own kind of weapon. And today, Clark stood center stage with every light on him.He adjusted his cuffs with slow precision, stepped into place before the jury, and met each face without flinching.“Good morning,” he began. Calm. Even. Clean.“This trial will present you with blood, with violence, and with the kind of fear most people are lucky to never know.”The jurors stilled.“You will hear about what Cassidy did. About what Cassidy stopped. And about the lines he crossed to do it.”He let the silence land.“I will not stand here and pretend he’s a saint. That’s not what this is.”Eyes narrowed. Attention sharpened.“But you’ll learn—very quickly—that th
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Gold & Sand Chapter 232
Clark didn’t say a word when they stepped into the hotel room.Bag hit the floor with a heavy thud. He moved straight to the minibar like he had one purpose: drown something before it spoke.Adam closed the door behind them with his boot, leaned against it, arms crossed.“Look at you,” Adam muttered. “Straight to the bottle like it’s fuckin’ therapy.”Clark ignored him. Yanked open the minibar, pulled out a half-decent bottle of Glenfiddich, and poured it like his hands weren’t already shaking.Adam pushed off the door, slow. “No ‘thanks for gettin’ me outta that rat trap’? Not even a ‘hey, nice save, criminal scum’?”Clark took a sip, didn’t flinch at the burn. “If I wanted mouth, I’d have stayed in the blackout.”Adam snorted, tossing his jacket over the couch. “You were in the blackout. Power dead. Brain fried. Pride? Fucked.”Clark glanced over the rim of his glass. “You enjoying this?”Adam dropped
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Gold & Sand Chapter 231
Clark stirred, his consciousness dragging itself from the depths of a splitting headache. The weight of exhaustion clung to his body, limbs heavy against the cool sheets. His mouth was dry, tasting faintly of whiskey and regret.`What the hell happened last night?’He cracked his eyes open, blinking against the soft light filtering through the sheer curtains. The unfamiliar ceiling above him sent a jolt of confusion through his groggy mind. His brain lagged behind as he tried to piece things together.Hotel. Right.He had asked to come here.His body ached in that overindulged way, a reminder of too much alcohol and not enough food. Clark let out a slow exhale, dragging a hand over his face. His skin was warm, his head pounding, his stomach flipping in protest at the mere thought of movement.And then he saw Adam.The large figure was stretched out on the other bed, still asleep. His breathing was deep and steady, arms crossed over his chest as if even un
Last Updated : 2025-03-18Gold & Sand Chapter 230
The drive back was quiet.Clark had stopped fussing, his usual sharp tongue dulled by exhaustion. He slumped in the passenger seat, head against the window, fingers idly tapping his knee in a steady rhythm—one-two-three, one-two-three. Adam had seen him do it before. A lawyer’s habit. A man counting the seconds, keeping himself anchored.Adam didn’t speak. Just drove.When they reached Clark’s building, Adam pulled into a stop, cut the engine, and turned toward him."Home, sweet home," he muttered.Clark sighed but didn’t argue. He pushed the door open, stepping out with slow, steady movements, like the world was heavier tonight.Adam followed.Clark didn’t wait. He walked ahead, heading toward the stairs without hesitation. Of course.Adam let out a breath, shaking his head before following.Floor after floor.Clark kept pace. Silent. Focused. Maybe even a little too focused.By the time they reached his door, Adam was ready to dump his a
Last Updated : 2025-03-17Gold & Sand Chapter 229
The meal was decent.Clark had barely tasted it, too busy keeping his posture sharp, his expression unreadable. Adam, on the other hand, ate like a man who didn’t give a shit about the room full of rich people side-eyeing them.Clark had expected whispers, lingering stares—but the real fun started when Nicholas Sinclair, Emery’s fiancé, finally made his way over."Clark," Nicholas greeted smoothly, wine glass in hand, a carefully measured smile tugging at his lips. "I’m so glad you could make it."Clark forced a polite smirk, barely looking up from his plate. `Fuck off, Nicholas.’Adam, still chewing, barely glanced at the man."Nicholas." Clark set his glass down. "Congratulations."Nicholas gave a gracious chuckle, full of fake modesty. "Oh, thank you, really. It’s a new chapter, isn’t it?"Clark resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Nicholas was gloating.And then—he turned to Adam.Clark tensed."I don’t believe we’ve met," Nicholas said
Last Updated : 2025-03-17Gold & Sand Chapter 228
The car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the Holloway Estate—because of course, Emery’s engagement party had to be in some extravagant, high-end venue. The building loomed above them, all shining glass and old money aesthetics, the kind of place where every detail screamed prestige. Expensive cars lined the valet entrance, guests in designer suits and luxury gowns gliding up the steps like they belonged to royalty.Adam let out a low whistle, shifting slightly in his seat. “Fancy.”Clark barely acknowledged him. His fingers were drumming against his thigh, his jaw locked tight. He looked impeccable, as always—tailored suit, crisp shirt, polished shoes, hair styled with precision. He should have looked composed, effortless.But Adam could see the tension in his shoulders.Clark did not want to be here.Adam smirked.“You backin’ out, Moneybags?” Adam drawled, draping an arm casually over the
Last Updated : 2025-03-14Gold & Sand Chapter 227
Clark paced the length of his living room, one hand adjusting his cufflinks, the other dragging through his hair for the tenth time.The suit was perfect. Bespoke. Tailored to every inch of him. Midnight blue, a shade that clung to his frame just right, structured shoulders accentuating his elegant silhouette. The crisp white dress shirt beneath was buttoned up just enough to be respectable but left a teasing gap at his collarbone.His hair was freshly cut, styled with a precise part and a slight wave—meticulous, controlled, sharp. He smelled like money, class, and the kind of danger that whispered instead of shouted.And yet— He was waiting.For him.Clark clicked his tongue, checking his watch for the fifth time in the last ten minutes.Forty-five minutes late.Adam was forty-five minutes late.Clark clenched his jaw, adjusting his sleeves again, then exhaled slowly, pushing down the irritation threatening to bubble over.He was only going to this stupid party for the sake of his pr
Last Updated : 2025-03-14Gold & Sand Chapter 226
Adam stepped out of the elevator, a plastic bag dangling from his fingers, filled with actual food—not whiskey, not beer, not the half-eaten garbage Clark pretended was sustenance. Something real. Clark didn’t eat properly. Clark didn’t sleep properly. Clark sure didn’t take care of himself properly. And if Adam was stuck being his babysitter, then fine. He’d do the bare minimum. The apartment door was unlocked. Adam frowned. That wasn’t right. Clark always locked his door. Paranoid bastard made sure of it. He stepped inside, pushing it shut behind him, eyes sweeping the space. The lights were on. The air smelled faintly of whiskey and cologne, the remnants of something heavy lingering in the air. Too quiet. "Clark?" No answer. Adam’s gaze flicked to the coffee table. Clark’s keys. `Still there. So he hadn’t left´The tension in Adam’s shoulders eased—slightly. He exhaled, adjusting the bag in his ha
Last Updated : 2025-03-14Gold & Sand Chapter 225
Adam stepped into the café, the scent of freshly ground coffee and something sweet hanging in the air. His sharp eyes swept the place, spotting them immediately.Matthew, sprawled across the seat like he owned the place, one arm lazily draped over Masahiro’s shoulder, fingers idly tracing circles on his wrist. The contrast between the two was almost comical—Masahiro sat stiff, composed, his crisp white dress shirt neatly tucked, tie in place, an air of authority surrounding him even in a casual setting. Matthew, on the other hand, exuded nothing but comfort—shirt slightly unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up, smirking at whatever Masahiro wasn’t reacting to.Adam snorted to himself and made his way over.The moment Matthew noticed him, his grin widened.“Well, well, if it isn’t my favorite gangster turned babysitter,” Matthew teased, gesturing to the seat across from them. “Come, sit.
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"Thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine..."Knock! Knock!The sharp sound of a truncheon rapping against the cell bars broke Matthew's focus mid-push-up."Matthew Smith!" the prison guard barked.Matthew paused, caught his breath, and stood up. "Yeah," he replied, wiping the sweat off his forehead as he straightened his posture."Let’s go," the guard ordered, unlocking the cell door.Without a word, Matthew walked toward the open door. As he stepped out, a chorus of whistles and crude remarks erupted from his cellmates. He ignored them. He had learned long ago that responding wasn’t worth the effort. Today, more than ever, it didn’t matter—because today was different. Today was his last day in this hellhole.The guard locked the cell behind him. "Follow me," he instructed.Matthew fell in line behind the guard, walking down the dimly lit corridor lined with barred cells. Jeers followed him with every step, but he kept his eyes forward, focused. He’d never cared much for their taunts, ...
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