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2025-01-22 10:30:04Masahiro’s footsteps slowed as he neared the balcony.
Through the glass door, he spotted Matthew leaning against the railing, the city lights framing him like some ironic painting. A lit cigarette rested between his fingers, and smoke curled lazily into the cold Newcastle night air. His chest tightened, anger and longing warring within him. `Why do you always run? he thought bitterly. And why can’t I stop chasing you?´
Masahiro stepped closer, his footsteps deliberately soft, his voice low and cutting through the air. “I didn’t know you frequented Newcastle.”
Matthew’s cigarette paused mid-air as he froze, the corners of his lips twitching. Slowly, he glanced over his shoulder.
“Well, well,” Matthew drawled, his voice dripping with mockery as he turned to face Masahiro. “Besides being clingy, guess you’ve graduated to full-on stalking, Detective.” He exhaled smoke dr
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Arthur adjusted the earpiece, scanning the VIP section with practiced focus. The dim lighting, soft hum of jazz, and clinking glasses provided the perfect cover for secrets exchanged in hushed tones. His eyes followed their primary target… a man suspected man of having connections to Ashford or being the Ashford himself, the one suspected of leading Newcastle drug trafficking ring.Then, from the corner of his eye, Arthur noticed someone descending the stairs. The figure wore a hat pulled low and a long coat that brushed against his legs as he moved. The man had his left hand to his ear, speaking on his phone. Something about his demeanor made Arthur pause.And then, he saw it.The rose tattoo.Arthur’s blood ran cold. His pulse quickened as memories flooded back… his sister Alexandra’s lifeless body, her blood staining the floor, and a hand with that same tattoo disappearing into the shadows.It wa
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Arthur adjusted his jacket as he approached Masahiro, his steps a little too quick, betraying his nerves. He found the senior detective standing by the railing of the mezzanine level, a perfect vantage point to observe the VIP section below. Masahiro’s posture was as sharp as his tailored suit… confident, calculated, and completely in control.“Cooper! You took long,” Masahiro said, not even turning his head as Arthur approached. His voice was low but carried the weight of authority, cutting through the ambient hum of conversation and soft jazz.Arthur hesitated for the briefest of moments, then forced an easy smile. “Sorry, sir. The restroom line was longer than expected.”Masahiro turned his head slightly, his eyes narrowing just enough to make Arthur’s chest tighten. His piercing gaze lingered for a moment too long, and Arthur felt a bead of sweat forming at the back of his neck.“Hmm,” Masahiro murmured, the corner of his mouth twitching as if he’d ju
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The Velvet Crown Casino bustled with its usual energy, the sounds of slot machines blending with the murmurs of high-stakes gamblers. For Arthur, the glitz was starting to wear off, replaced by a growing sense of purpose. Day two was critical. They had a plan, and every step counted.Masahiro was already on edge, his sharp eyes scanning the floor as they stepped inside. “Stay focused, Cooper,” he said without looking at Arthur.Arthur nodded, adjusting his tie nervously. He wasn’t sure if he was more worried about blowing his cover or disappointing Masahiro.“Knight said that the bartender named Max knows the layout and the players,” Masahiro had explained during the briefing. “If anyone can give us actionable intel, it’s him.”Arthur and Masahiro approached the bar, blending into the crowd. Masahiro leaned casually against the counter, but his tone was firm when he addressed Max.“Max, we need
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“Do you plan on leaving me outside all night?”Masahiro blinked, his shock giving way to something softer, warmer. He stepped aside, holding the door open wider.Matthew stepped inside, pulling off his cap and ruffling his hair. “Nice place,” he said casually, glancing around.The door clicked shut, and before Matthew could take another step, Masahiro was behind him, his arms wrapping tightly around his waist.Matthew froze, then tilted his head with mock annoyance. “Stop being clingy, Detective.”Masahiro didn’t respond. Instead, he turned Matthew around, pinning him gently against the door. His hands cupped Matthew’s face, holding him in place as he leaned in. The kiss was firm, desperate, full of everything Masahiro couldn’t put into words.At first, Matthew resisted, his hands pressing lightly against Masahiro’s chest. But then he relaxed, his
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Masahiro’s gaze lingered on Matthew, his features soft in the dim glow of the bedside lamp. Peaceful and vulnerable, Matthew looked utterly his. Masahiro allowed himself a rare moment of quiet happiness, savoring the thought that, for now, he had Matthew entirely. Then the shrill ring of Matthew’s phone shattered the calm. Masahiro’s jaw clenched as he glanced at the screen.Cassidy.He ignored it, turning his eyes back to Matthew, but the call persisted, growing more grating with each ring. Huffing out a frustrated breath, Masahiro snatched the phone and answered. “Matthew,” came a gruff, impatient voice on the other end. Masahiro’s tone was clipped, laced with mockery. “This isn’t Matthew.” There was a pause before Cassidy’s voice sharpened. “Who the hell are you? Tell Matthew his boyfriend is calling. Where is he?” Masahiro’s lips curved into a smirk. “I’m the guy who’s fucking your boyfriend. And right now, he’s sleeping soundly, thanks to me.” The silence on the other end w
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Arthur knocked on the door to Masahiro’s room, shifting his weight as he waited. He glanced at his watch. `Maybe I should’ve waited till breakfast… But Masahiro didn’t seem like the type to oversleep. ´ Arthur figured he’d be up and ready to tackle the day, as always.Inside, Masahiro stirred awake, frowning at the sound of the knock. "Who is it at this hour?" he muttered, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. Beside him, Matthew groaned softly, burying his face deeper into the pillow."Go back to sleep," Masahiro murmured to him. He slipped into his sleeping pants, running a hand through his messy hair as he walked to the door.When the door opened, Arthur greeted him with his usual boyish smile. "Morning, boss! I, uh, just wanted to let you know—might be late for checkout if we don’t get moving. Didn’t want you caught off guard."As he spoke, his gaze shifted to the floor, and his jaw nearly dropped. Clo
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Matthew was lounging on the couch, his legs stretched out, absentmindedly scrolling through his phone. The peaceful moment was interrupted by the familiar ring of his phone. Seeing Masahiro's name on the screen, Matthew smiled faintly and picked up."Hey," Masahiro’s voice came through the line, steady but warm."Hey, clingy detective," Matthew teased, his tone light. "We were together just yesterday. What's it now?"Masahiro chuckled. "I’ve been thinking...""Oh? That’s dangerous," Matthew joked. "What’s on your mind?""Next two weeks, Middlesbrough is playing Bristol," Masahiro said. "We should go."Matthew rolled his eyes. "Geez... you know I’m not into football, right?""C'mon. It’s going to be fun," Masahiro coaxed. "Good atmosphere, good food, and maybe I’ll get to see you cheer for once.""I’ll think about it," Matthew said with a mock sigh.Just then, Matthew’
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Cassidy sat behind the desk in his office, the papers sprawled out in front of him. His fingers skimmed over reports, calculating profits, losses, territories... his empire. As capo of nightlife operations, every nightclub, casino, and bar in his realm had to be accounted for. His mind was sharp, calculating. But underneath it all, there was something else gnawing at him... a sense of restlessness. The knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. “Get in,” he commanded, voice steady but tinged with anticipation. The door creaked open, and a man stepped inside, his eyes focused, every movement precise. “Sir,” the man greeted, his tone respectful but sharp. Cassidy looked up, his gaze cold and measured. The man stood in the doorway, his appearance a perfect embodiment of a capo’s enforcer—sleek, sharp, and unyielding. His tailored black suit fit him like a second skin, the fabric crisp a
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