Semua Bab Gold & Sand: Bab 151 - Bab 160

Arthur stirred from his sleep as his phone buzzed beside him. His hand reached out instinctively, and he glanced at the screen. Cassidy.A soft sigh escaped his lips as he swiped to answer, still half-dazed from sleep. "Hi.""Sweetheart. Morning!" Cassidy’s voice came through, warm and teasing. "By this voice, are you still in bed?"Arthur rubbed his eyes, blinking into the dim light of his room. "Yeah... You woke me up."Cassidy chuckled softly. "Sorry about that. How did you sleep?""Good," Arthur mumbled, still fighting the pull of sleep. "What about you?""I slept well," Cassidy replied, but the faint edge in his voice gave it away. He’d barely slept, he had just gotten home from the club."So, why are you still in bed?" Cassidy’s voice dropped slightly, but there was an edge of curiosity. "Won't you get late for work?"Arthur's eyes flicked to the clock. "I got a day off today."Cassidy paused, the silence thickening. "Oh... I wonder what job gives you a day off in the middle of

Arthur had always been the type to lose himself in the chaos of everyday life. Work, the investigation, his past… all of it churned in his mind like a never-ending storm. So when Cassidy suggested meeting at an art gallery, Arthur had almost laughed at the idea. He had never been one for fine art, never seen the appeal of standing in front of a painting for hours trying to find meaning in brushstrokes. But something in Cassidy’s voice, that smooth, confident way he’d offered it, made Arthur hesitate, then agree.Now, standing in front of the glass doors of the gallery, Arthur felt oddly out of place. He adjusted his jacket, a nervous habit he didn’t even realize he had, before pushing the door open and stepping inside. The cool air inside hit him in a way that made him shiver, though it was warm enough outside. He glanced around at the sleek white walls, the delicate lighting that made the space feel like a sanctuary. Everything about the place felt m

Cassidy drove home in complete silence, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His mind was racing, his heartbeat thundering in his ears. Arthur is a cop. A cop. For two months, he had been dating, touching, kissing, and sleeping with a damn police officer.He parked the car but didn’t get out immediately. He sat there, staring blankly at his hands. This had to be some kind of sick joke, right? Some elaborate prank Arthur was pulling on him? But no… Arthur wasn’t that type. Arthur was oblivious, naive, and frustratingly honest. If he said he worked at the police station, then he did. No hesitation. No second-guessing. Like it wasn’t the most insane thing Cassidy had ever heard.Cassidy exhaled sharply and ran a hand down his face. Two months of investing in Arthur… two months of getting attached. He had been this close to introducing Arthur to his family. Hell, he had promised Arthur he would. And now?

Arthur reached the door to Cassidy’s car and slid inside.“Hey,” Arthur greeted, his voice warm as he leaned in to kiss Cassidy on the lips. The kiss was soft, but Cassidy’s response was lackluster, a little dry.Arthur pulled back slightly, studying Cassidy’s face. “Is everything okay?”Cassidy gave a quick, shallow nod, but his tone was flat, the word hanging in the air with a certain detachment. “Yes.”He started the car with a practiced ease, gripping the wheel tightly as he shifted into gear. The engine hummed beneath them, but the silence was thick, lingering like an unspoken weight between them.“So, how was your day?” Cassidy finally asked, breaking the stillness. His voice was casual, but the question felt more like an afterthought.Arthur shifted in his seat, the tension in the car unnoticed by him. “It was good.” He gave a quick rundown, nothing too deta

The sleek black car pulled up outside the police station just as officers and staff were spilling out for their lunch breaks. Cassidy sat behind the wheel, sunglasses shielding his expression as he drummed his fingers lightly against the steering wheel. Arthur emerged from the station, practically bouncing down the steps. The moment he spotted Cassidy, a grin spread across his face, bright and boyish as ever. Cassidy rolled down the window, smirking. “You waiting for a prince, sweetheart?” Arthur laughed, already reaching for the car door. “Nope, just my very shady, very rich boyfriend.” He slid in and leaned over, pressing a kiss to Cassidy’s lips without hesitation. It was quick, affectionate… too easy. Cassidy kissed him back, but something about it twisted in his chest. Arthur had no idea who he was really kissing. No idea that the man sitting beside him had already started planning ways to