Braylon Rhys is a young master of the Rhys family who is studying forensic Criminology. Eryx Silvester the young master of the Silvester family, studying the Same course with Rhys become best friends. Braylon left the country for his further studies before Eryx knows anything about Braylon's feelings. After 3 years, Braylon comes back to the country with his family as a professional in Forensic Criminology having one case in his hand. The two friends who had no connection in those 3 years, When Braylon saw Eryx as ahead of his criminology team, his heart flutters. the feelings he hides for more than 6 years now killing him. After becoming the leader of the team which had Braylon's friends, they unsolved the untold mystery of the devil's prey. Being young officers, they were promoted and had another case in their hands. Working together and with the help of someone important to Braylon, they solved that case as well. And He did something in another country that turned the country's rulership upside down and made himself an enemy of the undefeated royal family. He still hid the fact of Alan's birth. His first love as well as his best friend who misunderstood the situation, will he be alright? How is he going to handle the situation? On one side he was on the wanted list of the royal family while on the other side, his love was getting trampled again and again. Let's see how is Braylon going to face the potential risks. With the crime cases in his hand, how is he going to make his love stay? How is going to fight against the royal? How is he going to solve the cases? In between how is he going to help his friends to get together?
View MoreBraylon sat on his couch, feeling the effects of the medications. The sleeping pills, painkillers, and antibiotics prescribed by the doctor for his wound healing were doing their job, making him drowsy. He was on the verge of drifting off when his mobile phone chimed, startling him. He fumbled for it, blinking at the screen. It was an incoming call from Eryx."Eryx?" Braylon muttered to himself, confused. Eryx hadn’t replied to his messages in a whole day, now why? With a groan, he swiped to answer the call, his voice heavy with sleep. "Hello?""Braylon, you won’t believe what happened!" Eryx’s voice came through, loud and erratic, with a crackled chuckle and sudden pick up of his words. "I broke off my engagement with Amy at dinner that night. In front of my parents!"Braylon sat up from the couch, his drowsiness momentarily forgotten. "What? You did what?""Yeah, and that’s not all," Eryx continued, his words tumbling out in a rush. "I came out to my family. Told them I’m gay. And m
Just then, the door to his bedroom burst open, and his son Alan came barreling in. The little boy’s face was lit up with excitement, his eyes sparkling with the pure joy only children can muster. Alan leapt onto the bed, landing with a soft thud beside Braylon."Daddy, come play with me!" Alan exclaimed, tugging at his father's arm. "You promised!"Braylon couldn't help but chuckle at his son’s enthusiasm. His worries about Eryx began to fade as he looked at Alan. "Alright, alright," Braylon said, nodding and smiling. He scooped Alan into his arms carefully, lifting him off the bed. "Let's go play."Alan cheered as Braylon carried him out of the bedroom and into the living room. They settled onto the floor, surrounded by Alan's toys. Alan grabbed his favourite toy car and handed another to Braylon."Daddy, let’s race!" Alan declared, already lining up his car on an imaginary track.Braylon smiled and positioned his car next to Alan's. "Ready, set, go!" he shouted, pushing his car forw
Eryx sat at his cluttered desk, stacks of papers and old files littering the surface. He was engrossed in the museum staff list, carefully examining each name and its corresponding details. Across the table, Alex was hunched over his laptop, reading aloud from an article about the recent rash of antique thefts."Listen to this, Eryx," Alex said, not looking up from his screen. "Some of these stolen antiques are worth millions on the black market. There's this one Ming vase, for example, that could fetch up to three million dollars. Can you believe that?"Eryx nodded absently, still focused on his task. "Yeah, I can believe it. People will pay anything for a piece of history. Just keep track of the most valuable items. It might help us understand the thief's motive better."Just then, Franklyn burst into the room just always, a folder in his hand. He looked slightly dishevelled as if he had rushed over from somewhere. Eryx and Alex turned to him expectantly."Got the surveillance resul
Eryx began his investigation by interviewing the museum staff and reviewing security footage. He asked Franklyn and Revilla to take the footage to see if it had been tampered with. Meanwhile, Alex started to investigate the staff, and Eryx was roaming around to collect any evidence if there was any. The museum was a sprawling old building with high ceilings and large, echoing halls. Eryx methodically checked each exhibit room, glancing at the glass cases and the security setups. The museum director, Thompson, hovered nearby."Do you think it could have been an inside job?" Thompson asked."It's too early to say," Eryx replied, scanning the marble floor for any signs of disturbance. "But we have to consider all possibilities."Alex, meanwhile, was talking to the employees in the break room. Most were shocked that anything had gone missing at all. The security guards seemed especially rattled, one of them, a young woman named Clara, couldn't stop fidgeting with her keychain."It’s just
The eerie silence echoed through the eroded building as the group of people stood motionless, waiting for someone to speak. Finally, he stepped forward, his voice shaking with barely contained rage. “Our plan was flawless, how did it go wrong?” he demanded, looking around at the others.A woman in the group sighed heavily. “That detective. He showed up right in the middle of our chants,” she spoke; literally, they were in a rage.“How did he find out? We were cautious about it.”No one had an answer. They all knew the Plan had been perfect, meticulously laid out with every detail accounted for. Yet, somehow, Braylon had discovered their location and intervened at the last moment, disrupting everything.In the corner, Stiles stood silent, his eyes burning with a vengeful fire. As the others continued to discuss what had gone wrong, his thoughts were consumed by his growing hatred for Braylon. His brain was accumulating the details of how Braylon and Eryx collapsed everything.Suddenly,
"Gosh! You aren't a child, Eryx. Stay out of my bed." Braylon pushed the latter away yet Eryx was stubborn to lay beside the male. "It had been so long since we cuddled," Eryx whined, trying to climb up the bed while Braylon blocked him completely."Are you for real? I'm a patient. Treat me like one," Braylon growled low-key when the painkillers wore off; the pain struck his body, making the back hair stand straight. "Baby, are you okay?" Eryx's heart palpitated when Braylon's expression changed to discomfort. He held the latter gently, eyes held a deep concern with a pain. "I'm okay, it's just I got strained. Nothing to worry about," Eryx embraced Braylon softly, planted a deep affectionate peck on his crown, rubbing his shoulder soothingly. Braylon could hear the pounding sound of Eryx's heart, showing how scared he was just now. Braylon involuntarily chuckled, wrapping his hand around Eryx's waist."I make you worry, I'm sorry." He said. "No, I... I don't like seeing you in pain.
"So, it's like that; I told them that I'm Gay and I'm in a relationship. They disown me," Eryx shrugged his shoulders, Explaining whatever happened at dinner time. Braylon's heart clenched how Eryx was smiling but he knew deep down the latter was feeling miserable. "So you are now homeless," Adler made fun of Eryx; instantly, Eryx's eyebrows made a frown. "Enough of your little silly fights, I'm really done with you guys," Braylon groaned. The others went to buy them something to eat while Arthur was staying there to protect them, simply.The room buzzed as the trio made their entrance, their presence grabbed the attention of everyone within, distracting them from the conversation. Alex couldn't help but puff out his chest a bit, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes as he produced a handful of snacks from beneath his shirt. Revilla and Franklyn followed the male, their laughter ringing out in the otherwise serious atmosphere.When Revilla sensed the weird gaze of the Eryx and Bray
As Eryx stepped into the house, a series of thoughts struck him, but it was quickly overshadowed by the sound of laughter echoing from the dining room. His father greeted him with a warm smile, but Eryx's mind was elsewhere, fixated on the voice he heard – Amy's voice. He felt a knot form in his stomach as he realized she was here, which he hated the most. If his dad didn't call him a fourth time, he wouldn't pick it up and agreed to come home for dinner. It had been only two days, Braylon woke up from the coma and leaving him alone was not convincible for him. To the kind information, Braylon was not actually alone since Adler had returned, and his parents were beside him, and his friends as well. Being overdramatic, Eryx almost made a scene about going to dinner and leaving Braylon behind.And the whole bunch of people had to convince him and kick him out of the hospital. The pile of work had been left behind by the detectives, yet here, Eryx, being stubborn, stayed at his side and
Eryx's heart clenched as he watched Braylon lying so still in the hospital bed, the machines humming softly around them. He held Braylon's hand gently, pressing a kiss to his knuckles, hoping beyond hope that Braylon would wake up soon. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes as sadness consumed him. "It's so hard to see you like this, wake up soon, baby." Another peck washed over Braylon's knuckles, heavy words choked in the throat already.That's when The door creaked open, and Eryx turned and there Mr. and Mrs Rhys entered, their faces etched with worry and grief. In Mrs. Rhys's arms was Alan, his eyes red-rimmed from crying. Eryx informed them about the name of the accident but who would believe him since They knew what kind of field their son was working in?"Uncle, Aunt," Eryx said softly, his voice catching in his throat as he stood to greet them. Mrs Rhys collapsed into a nearby chair, tears streaming down her face. "Braylon," she whispered, reaching out to him. "How did thi
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