Slashh-XO
Stories
27
Chapters
1,312
Words
2.8 M
Comments
26
Reading
9 d, 15 h
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Ever since the library had been flooded by sprinklers some time ago, no one bothered visiting anymore. Water pooled in uneven dips on the floor, and the once-pristine space was now abandoned. Mo Zimu sat in front of a computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard. As Ivan approached the doorway, a composed and spirited young man came into view. Sunlight filtered through the damaged stained-glass windows of the library, casting soft hues across the room and catching in his jet-black hair, giving him…-
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When Mo Zimu returned to his cell, he found someone new there. It was the blond, handsome boy who had his ribs broken by the loud-mouthed Adolf. Now, he was lying on the lower bunk. “Hello!” The boy appeared delicate and polite. He extended his hand and said, “I’m Jude. I’ve always wanted to thank you.” Mo Zimu shook his hand and replied indifferently, “No need. I didn’t do much to help you.” He climbed onto the top bunk. Across from him, Tom grinned and gave him a knowing look.…
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The visiting area had a bathroom in much better condition than those in the main building. Presumably, Powell didn’t want Seven to grow suspicious, so he deliberately had him bathe in there before bringing him here. Mo Zimu closed his eyes and turned the faucet to its maximum, letting the water wash over his skin again and again. "Hurry up! Don't waste time!" the prison medic in charge of visitation inspections shouted. Mo Zimu turned off the faucet and walked out completely naked, seemingly…
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Tom was a thief. He committed crimes in New York but ended up serving his sentence in the Virgin Islands due to some blunder by his lawyer. According to the lawyer, it was a great deal, because once he was out, he could easily pocket some cash from the wealthy folks there. His sentence was ten years, and he had already served two. Unlike Tom, who took pride in bragging about his own crimes, Tommy simply stated his charge as murder and left it at that. He had no interest in discussing how he ended up…
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Mo Zimu looked up and saw a towering man, easily over 1.9 meters tall, standing before him. His buzz-cut hair and sharp, chiseled features gave him the look of a Russian or perhaps a Northern European. His skin had a warm honey tone, and his exposed biceps were as solid as iron. His prominent brow ridge made his eyes appear deep-set. His broad double eyelids drooped slightly, giving him a naturally mocking expression. At first glance, he looked like trouble, though to women, he might have been…
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Just as Mo Zimu pulled out the chair, Rong Qing’s voice came from behind. "This is how you always are, isn’t it? Just like with Lin Lin. He lived for you and died for you, but when he disappeared, you didn’t even bother to ask. You let him be cut, piece by piece, as if he had never existed in your life." Mo Zimu lowered his head slightly. He took off his glasses, wiped the lenses gently with his slender index finger, and replied, "Lin Lin was different from you." Yes, Lin Lin was different. He…
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Before appearing in court, Andy had already made up his mind. Yes, he admitted that he did have feelings for Seven, but so what? If it meant facing ten years in prison, going to Florida would undoubtedly be a much better option than staying on the Virgin Islands. People always have to face reality. He couldn’t deny that today, Seven truly gave off the aura of a victim. Dressed in pristine white with black trousers, his neatly ironed collar framed his slender neck, giving him a fragile, almost…
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Seven jolted awake with a cry, drenched in sweat. In the dim light, he vaguely made out a figure sitting by the bedside. He sat up in alarm, only to hear a calm voice say, "Don't panic, it's me, Andy." "You?" "I was outside and heard you shouting. I thought something had happened!" "What was I saying?" Andy paused before replying, "You were asking why they didn’t kill you, and also…" "And what else…" Seven's voice was a bit hoarse. "…And you said… you love… you love Rong…
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7 p.m.American police stations would be at their busiest, filled with petty thieves, heavily made-up prostitutes, tattooed white men, and punk-styled Black men giving statements or waiting to be detained. But this place was different.This was the Virgin Islands. A Caribbean paradise where the wealthy played and the elite ruled. Home to the richest of the rich. Crime, if it existed, rarely made a ripple. Yet this evening, in the quiet of its detention center, there was a single detainee. A young…
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Ever since Lian Ai was assaulted, the two girls no longer dared to attempt real practice sessions. They were afraid another incident might occur. Several days passed like that. Then Bu Nian came, bringing with him a variety of fine jewelry and beautiful fabrics as rewards for the three of them. Lian Ai ran his fingers over the exquisite embroidery. He liked it, truly, but the feeling was bittersweet. These beautiful clothes, who was he supposed to wear them for? Ah-Da and Ah-Er barely spoke to him…-
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