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Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)

[CRIME/OMEGAVERSE] Was it possible for the devil to get his own happy ending? A major accident seven years ago had stolen He Juan’s memory away from him, wiping it so clean that the only things he were left with were only his name, numerous scars all over his body and a nasty side effect as a result of the aftermath. Seven years passed by and when He Juan thought he could live like a normal person again, a fateful day led him to be the prime suspect of the murder case of his neighbor who had written his name as her dying message — whom, in his defense, he had not even talked to! It was then that he met Mu Yuze, the lone wolf of the Violent Crime Investigation Unit; the cold, intimidating man with beautiful and intense midnight blue eyes who seemed to hate him at first sight for some reason He Juan couldn’t comprehend. One after another, bizarre cases intruded on He Juan's normal life and turned it upside down, bringing light to a dusty past he thought he could never remember again. In the end, he had to learn that even if he had forgotten who he once was… there were still some sins he had to atone. *** Gentle, klutzy and smiling Alpha whom nobody dares to offend for some mysterious reason x cold, possessive and cinnamon roll Omega (maybe a little yandere here and there) Additional tags: top/gong/seme protagonist, action, case-solving, organized crime, thriller, gore, slice of life, tragedy, detectives, disabled characters, murders, teamwork, investigation, yaoi, mature, past plays a big part, 1 vs 1, love interest falls in love first Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord: delanasiwarka#1490 Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord

delanasiwarka · LGBT+
分數不夠
734 Chs

Not Anymore

With Xuanlong taken care of and everyone's livelihood guaranteed, now there was only one thing left for He Juan to do, albeit it was also the most difficult one. No matter how much he dreaded it, no matter how painful it would be, this was something he must do – as soon as possible. 

And thus, after departing from Xuanlong's headquarters, he set off toward Mu Yuze's house. The house they had lived together in for a brief period of time, most likely the moments when He Juan had felt the happiest. 

He arrived at wee hours in the morning, carrying with him the chill of winter and the ever-present, haunting scent of blood that seemed to cling to him since that fateful night. Droplets of water hung on to his lashes, the tip of his hair, and drenching his clothes.

He had just opened the door and toed off his shoes as quietly as possible when a tentative voice pierced the stillness of the house, 

"J–Juan-gege?"