Vincent, a reckless thief, lives on the edge—stealing, lying, and running from one mistake to the next. When a botched job throws him into the path of Marcus, a strangely charming man with a fragile memory, their lives become entangled in ways neither of them expect.

Marcus suffers from Alzheimer’s, forgetting names, faces, and sometimes even himself. But when Vincent steps into his world, Marcus clings to him with unsettling devotion—sometimes mistaking him for someone else, sometimes whispering words that make Vincent’s heart stutter.

What begins as a selfish scheme soon spirals into something far more dangerous: a bond built on lies, blurred identities, and secrets too dark to ignore.

Is Vincent ready to play caretaker to a man who might not remember him tomorrow? Or will he discover that Marcus’s forgotten past hides more than just fractured memories?

A BL thriller laced with obsession, deceit, and slow-burning desire—where every touch could be tenderness…or a trap.

Vincent froze at the bedroom door, palm slick with sweat on the gleaming brass knob, heart slamming against his ribs like a trapped animal as the matte black SUV rumbled past the electronic gates—tires crunching gravel in the pre-dawn darkness. Marcus. James. Christopher. Back. Bloodied from Armani's slaughter. 


The escape window slammed shut with the finality, gears grinding in his brain: Hallway run? Kitchen back door? Garage code?


Desperate eyes scanned every shadow Persian rugs, mahogany dressers, flickering fireplace embers. Footsteps heavy combat boots echoing  up loud in the cold marble stairs, each thud closer, deadlier. Hide? No closets big enough. 


Fight? Unarmed against mafia killers. Window. He spun on heel, cool night breeze ruffling his disheveled hair through the floor-to-ceiling panes. Second floor drop 20 feet to manicured lawn. 


Chapter 50 - chapter 50: fight for nothing ?