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Chapter 196
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Gold & Sand Chapter 197
Masahiro stirred before he fully woke up, the weight against his chest grounding him in the half-conscious haze between sleep and awareness. His body was warm, comfortably pressed into the mattress, but something... someone... was sprawled over him. The faint scent of smoke and cologne lingered, familiar.Matthew.Masahiro cracked one eye open, his vision still blurry with sleep, but there he was... Matthew, fast asleep, draped over him like he belonged there.For a moment, Masahiro just lay still, letting the quiet of the early morning stretch between them. He felt the slow rise and fall of Matthew’s breathing, the warmth of his skin against his own. It was rare... having him like this. Here.He shifted slightly, adjusting the way his arms rested around Matthew before pulling him in just a fraction tighter.Then he leaned down, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of Matthew’s head.The response was immediate.A sleepy groan.Then...“You’re crushing me…” Matthew’s voice was muffled,
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Masahiro reached the office door and tried the handle.Locked.Again.His fingers stilled for a fraction of a second before he reached into his pocket, retrieving his key. Second day in a row.Masahiro unlocked the door, stepping inside with the same controlled movements as always. But as he set his things down on his desk, a nagging feeling settled in the back of his mind.Arthur was never late. He was punctual to a fault. Yesterday was one thing—he had been drinking, tired, maybe even deliberately avoiding work. Masahiro had let it slide.But today?Masahiro checked the time. 12:03 PM.Arthur should have been here hours ago.Masahiro exhaled through his nose, tapping his fingers against his desk. The station hummed around him—phones ringing, officers moving in and out—but he barely registered it.Where the hell was he?Reaching for his phone, Masahiro dialed Arthur’s number.One ring. Two. Three.Then—beep.“The number you have dialed is currently out of range.”Masahiro lowered the
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Cassidy slid into the driver’s seat, shutting the car door with a sharp click. His fingers flexed against the steering wheel, a tight grip he didn’t ease as the engine rumbled to life. The streets blurred past him, but his mind wasn’t on the road.It was on Arthur.`How the hell had this happened? ´The Black Hound wasn’t just some random bar—it was one of his places. A space that operated under his control, where the wrong people did the worst things… but never to someone like Arthur.Arthur. A damn police detective.A naïve, oblivious, soft-hearted idiot.Cassidy’s jaw clenched, a muscle in his cheek twitching.Houston had been running his business there for years, ever since Cassidy had allowed him to work under his roof—for a price, of course. Houston paid his dues, stayed in line, and in return, Cassidy turned a blind eye. It was just another transaction in a world built
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Cassidy exhaled slowly. His pulse was steady, but beneath it, something simmered—dark, dangerous, demanding to be released.His fingers tapped against his thigh, slow and deliberate, before he turned to Nathaniel."Did you know?"Nathaniel's stance didn't change, but there was a flicker—brief, barely noticeable—in his expression. A tell.Cassidy's gaze sharpened. "Don't make me ask again."Nathaniel sighed, glancing away for half a second. "I knew Houston was moving shipments under your businesses, yeah. But I didn't think—""You didn't think what?" Cassidy's voice was silk-thin, dangerously even. He took a slow step forward. "That one day my boy might end up in the mix?"Nathaniel’s jaw clenched. "Arthur wasn't targeted, Sir. He was just… there. Wrong place, wrong time. The woman at The Black Hound saw an easy mark and picked him up. He’s just anothe
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The cold steel of the cuffs bit into Cassidy’s wrists as the officers shoved him forward. Nathaniel was right beside him, his expression unreadable, his silence heavy with unspoken curses.The flashing red and blue lights painted harsh streaks across the estate’s stone walls, illuminating the chaos that had unraveled in mere minutes.Arthur stood frozen, his breath shallow, his limbs numb as he watched Cassidy being dragged toward the waiting patrol car.This wasn’t right.This wasn’t supposed to happen.Cassidy had come for him. Had saved him. And now—this?Arthur’s throat tightened as one of the officers pushed Cassidy’s head down, forcing him into the backseat. For a moment—just a fleeting second—Cassidy’s gaze flicked up, locking onto Arthur’s.That same unreadable smirk tugged at his lips. Like he was amused.L
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The knock on the door was firm. Measured.Arthur already knew who it was before he even reached for the handle.Masahiro.And if Masahiro was here, that meant—“Morning, sunshine,” Matthew greeted the moment the door swung open, leaning against the frame like he had all the time in the world. “You look like shit.”Arthur huffed a dry laugh, stepping aside to let them in. “Nice to see you too.”Masahiro entered without a word, his sharp eyes scanning the apartment like it was an active crime scene. He wasn’t looking for anything in particular—just observing, calculating, the way he always did.Arthur shut the door behind them and rubbed the back of his neck. “I’m fine, by the way. In case you were wondering.”Masahiro turned to him, arms crossed. “You were kidnapped.”Arthur shrugged. &
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The door clicked shut behind him.Arthur stood there, just for a second, his breath uneven, his pulse too damn loud in his ears.Cassidy sat exactly where he had been before, cuffs still securing him to the table, but his smirk was softer now—less amusement, more curiosity.Like he was waiting to see what Arthur would do.Arthur exhaled, forcing himself to step forward, closing the distance between them. His throat was dry, his hands trembling just slightly at his sides.Cassidy’s gaze flicked to them.Arthur stuffed them into his pockets.Then—finally—he spoke.“Why?”Cassidy arched a brow. “You’ll have to be a little more specific, sweetheart.”Arthur clenched his jaw. Of course Cassidy was going to make this difficult.He inhaled sharply. “Why did you come for me?”
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The car was silent, save for the rhythmic sound of tires gliding over asphalt.Masahiro drove with his usual precision—steady hands, unwavering focus, the kind of control that never wavered.Matthew, on the other hand, was slouched in the passenger seat, one leg bouncing idly, tapping his fingers against the window like he was thinking of something deeply unimportant.Arthur sat in the back, lost in his own thoughts, staring blankly at the blurred city lights streaking past.Then—“I need to get a lawyer for Cassidy.”Both Masahiro and Matthew turned their heads slightly.There was a pause.Then, ever so slowly, Matthew exhaled and let his head fall back against the seat. “Oh, for fuck’s sake.”Masahiro, as usual, said nothing—just tightened his grip on the wheel.Matthew turned his head, looking at Arthur o
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Allan stood near the entrance, phone to his ear, eyes scanning every corner like he expected gunfire.“This place wasn’t cold,” he said tightly. “They were here. Recent. Maybe minutes ago.”“Call it in," Masahiro said Allan was already doing it.“Ambulance. Crime Scene. Full sweep.”He hung up and turned, jaw locked.Matthew shifted beside Masahiro, voice low.“You’re sure he wasn’t supposed to die here?”Masahiro stood up.“No. He was supposed to be found.”Matthew looked down at Nathaniel, eyes dark.“A message.”“A warning,” Masahiro said. “To Cassidy. To us. To anyone who thinks you can burn Hudson and walk away clean.”The sirens grew louder.Boots crunched gravel outside.Masahiro’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, then at Matthew.“Arthur?” Matthew askedMasahiro’s eyes hardened.“I will just Ignore it.”“He’s going to find out.”“When we’re ready,” Masahiro said. “Not while he’s unguarded. Not while Cassidy’s locked in a box and just waiting for an excuse to burn this
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Masahiro stood without a word. Matthew didn’t let him get far. He stepped in front of him, blocking the doorway like it was instinct. “You’re not going without me.” Masahiro’s eyes narrowed. Calm, but tight. “You’re not a cop.” “Didn’t stop you from dragging me into deep cover operations.” “That was different.” “Was it?” Matthew snapped. “Because back then, we had no backup, no names, no way out. And I still walked beside you every night — pretending to be yours before I ever really was.” Masahiro’s lips parted, but nothing came out. Matthew stepped closer. “You trusted me then — when we were both lying, bleeding, and one wrong move meant a bullet to the head." “And now?” Masahiro’s voice was too quiet. “Now you’re mine for real. That’s the difference.” Matthew froze. Masahiro didn’t stop. “Now I can’t lose you.” Silence. Heavy. Matthew’s breath hitched — not in shock, but in recognition. “Then don’t shut me out.” He reached up, touching Masahir
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The hospital smelled like bleach and endings.A nurse unplugged the IV drip with practiced ease, her eyes never quite meeting Cassidy’s. A guard waited by the door, checking the clipboard, another stood near the window — hand near his holster, like Cassidy might suddenly grow wings and vanish.Cassidy rolled his shoulder once, slowly, wincing faintly as the cuff clicked back around his wrist.The coat they handed him was his. Dark and worn in. He slid it on himself, one-handed, with a little flourish — because even now, he wouldn’t let them dress him.Then he walked.Unhurried. Smooth.Like the hallway was his,like the cuffs were just accessories,like he hadn’t spent a month in bed bleeding under sterile lights.At the end of the corridor stood Arthur.No uniform.Just a dark blazer over a pressed white shirt, slim black trousers, and clean shoes that didn’t echo on the floor — only the sound of Cassidy’s boots did that.Arthur’s hands were in his pockets.His posture straight, stif
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The engine rumbled under them, steady and low as Adam turned onto the main road.The ride was quiet at first — just the muted hum of tires over wet asphalt, the occasional creak of the gearshift.Then the radio clicked to life.Low at first.Just background noise.The first drifting chords of "Crazy" by Seal sliding out of the speakers.Clark, half-dozing in the passenger seat, cracked an eye open.He smiled — that slow, rare thing, all crooked teeth and messy hair — and reached for the dial.Turned the volume up.Just a little.Then a little more.Adam cut him a sideways look.Clark didn’t notice.Or maybe he did and just didn't care.He leaned back in the seat, loose and lazy, eyes slipping closed again — mouthing the words, soft and off-key:"We're never gonna survive... unless we get a little..."Adam’s hand tightened around the wheel."You serious right now?" he muttered.Clark didn’t even open his eyes.Just pushed his glasses up with two fingers, hair falling into his forehead
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The hospital hallway smelled like antiseptic and something tired.Arthur pushed open the door to Cassidy’s room without knocking — he didn’t need to.Cassidy was half-sitting up in the bed, one arm cuffed to the railing, IV line taped to the crook of his elbow. The hospital gown was loose on him, but the smirk was all intact — sharp, crooked, and stubborn as hell.Arthur didn’t even make it two steps before Cassidy snagged him by the front of his jacket and dragged him down into a kiss.Rough. Fast. All teeth and defiance.Arthur made a small sound of protest, more shock than complaint, trying not to jostle the IV. Cassidy didn’t seem to give a damn. His mouth moved against Arthur’s like they had all the time in the world and none of it to waste.Arthur pulled back first, breathless. “You’re cuffed to the bed, you lunatic.”Cassidy grinned, feral. “Doesn’t stop me.”Arthur flushed but didn’t move away. He hesitated — just a second — then reached down,
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The apartment door clicked shut behind them.Clark dropped his coat on the entryway bench with an exaggerated sigh and muttered, “I am emotionally exhausted. And not in a sexy, Victorian-tragedy kind of way. I mean in the ‘my feet hurt and my soul’s tired’ kind of way.”Adam, already heading for the kitchen, tossed back, “Then take your heels off, sweetheart.”Clark gave him a long, dry look. “They are Italian leather Oxfords. But yes, thank you, masculine voice of reason.”Adam opened the fridge, grabbed leftover rice, and dumped it unceremoniously into a pan. A beat passed, then the stove clicked to life. Clark wandered in behind him, slower, more graceful, toeing off his shoes like someone doing a product demo.“You’re cooking,” Clark said with a soft note of surprise.“I’m heating shit up.”“For you or for both of us?”Adam didn’t look up. “Depends. You gonna whine the whole time?”Clark leaned against the counter, resting his chin in his hand. “Maybe. Depends. Are you going to be
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The apartment door shut behind them with a soft click. Masahiro shrugged off his coat and hung it by the door with mechanical efficiency. Matthew kicked his boots off lazily and dropped his keys into the bowl by the counter, same routine as always.Masahiro passed him in the hallway, unbothered. "I’m showering."Matthew nodded, grabbed a soda from the fridge, cracked it open. Silence stretched while the water started running. When Masahiro emerged ten minutes later, hair damp and towel slung around his neck, Matthew was still at the counter, drinking slowly.“We gonna talk about it?” Matthew asked without looking up.Masahiro paused, eyes narrowing slightly. “About what.”“Yumi.” Matthew turned now. Arms folded. Voice calm, but not playful. “How she thinks I sleep in your guest room because of some old undercover job we did. And you let her think that. Still.”Masahiro dried his hands with the towel, avoiding his eyes. “It’s easier.”“Easier for who?”Masahiro didn’t answer.Matthew
