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Gold & Sand Chapter 199
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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The bedroom was quiet, except for the soft, steady breathing of Matthew curled up under the blankets.Masahiro lay behind him, one arm draped over his waist, his body pressed against Matthew’s back.Warm. Familiar. His favorite way to wake up.He leaned in, pressing a slow kiss to the back of Matthew’s shoulder.A sleepy mumble.Then—"If you're gonna start something, Masahiro, you better commit."Masahiro huffed a quiet laugh. Of course. Even in sleep, Matthew was a menace.He pressed another kiss, just to be difficult, before pulling away and reaching for his phone on the nightstand.The sheets rustled as Matthew shifted behind him, probably sinking further into sleep, while Masahiro scrolled through his contacts.Then—he called.A click. A familiar voice.“Brown here.”Masahiro ran a hand through his hair, leaning back against the pillows. “Clark! H
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Arthur sat at his desk, fingers poised over his keyboard, but his mind was elsewhere.He was supposed to be working—supposed to be focusing on the backlog of reports Masahiro had handed him that morning.But he couldn’t.Because in a few minutes, the lawyer would arrive.Clark Brown.Arthur knew of him, of course. The name had been whispered around the city. A sharp, calculated legal mind. One of the best defense lawyers in the city.And now?Now, Cassidy’s fate was in his hands.Arthur exhaled slowly, trying to push down the uneasy weight in his chest.At the other desk, Masahiro was deeply focused, working without distraction, as if the case of the century wasn’t about to walk through the door.And then there was Matthew.Sprawled lazily in a random chair, legs stretched out, hunched slightly over his phone.Focused.But not on work.Arthur didn’t even ha
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