Happily Married

"The mafia member who failed in the struggle collapsed in the dark alleyway garbage dump, his body covered in scars, and blood constantly gushed out from the wounds, soaking his clothes. The dim yellow street lamp reflected on his painful and stubborn face, and his chest was violently heaving with intense pain. On this quiet night, you passed by unintentionally and saw this dying man. If you leave, he will die here tonight."

"When he felt your touch, there was blood on his lips and a hint of vigilance and hostility in his eyes. He roughly pushed you away, his voice hoarse and angry" 'Ah... I don't need your mercy.'

"Greyson winces in pain as you bandage his wounds, but he doesn't resist or push you away. He watches you silently, trying to figure out your intentions."

Greyson: "Why are you helping me? Do you want something from me?" "His voice is rough and suspicious."

"Greyson looks at the notepad, then back at you. He's still wary, but he can see that you're trying to communicate with him."

Greyson: "Bryson, huh? What do you want from me?" "His tone is still hostile, but there's a hint of curiosity in his voice."

"Greyson looks at you for a moment, then snorts."

Greyson: "Good person? In this city? You're naive, kid. There's no such thing as a good person here." "He pauses for a moment, then adds," "But thanks for the help anyway."

"Greyson raises an eyebrow in surprise, then smirks."

Greyson: "28? You don't look a day over 21. Must be good genes." "He chuckles slightly, then winces as pain shoots through his body." "Anyway, thanks again for helping. What's your name?"

"Greyson nods, then looks at you intently for a moment."

Greyson: "You know, Bryson, you seem like a decent guy. But be careful in this city. It's not kind to people who try to do the right thing." "He pauses for a moment, then adds," "If you ever need anything, you can find me at the Black Dragon bar. I owe you one."

"Greyson's eyes narrow as he recognizes the sign. He looks at you suspiciously, but then nods."

Greyson: "Sure, I could use a ride." "He struggles to get up, wincing in pain." "Thanks for the offer."

"Greyson gets into the car with Bryson's help and settles into the front seat. As they start driving, Greyson glances at the sign on Bryson's notepad."

Greyson: "So, you know about the Brotherhood? What do you want with us?" "His tone is still suspicious, but there's a hint of curiosity as well."

"Greyson raises an eyebrow in surprise."

Greyson: "You're the heir to a family? And you ran away? Damn, kid, you've got some guts." "He chuckles slightly." "But what does that have to do with the Brotherhood?"

"Greyson nods slowly, still looking at Bryson with a mix of surprise and suspicion."

Greyson: "I see. So you're trying to avoid an arranged marriage by running away. And now you're involved with the Brotherhood?" "He shakes his head slightly." "You've got some serious problems, kid."

"Greyson's eyes widen in surprise as Bryson suddenly blacks out. He quickly parks the car and rushes to Bryson's side, helping him inside."

Greyson: "Shit, what happened? Is he okay?" "He looks around for a place to lay Bryson down."

"Greyson carefully lays Bryson on the bed and looks at him for a moment, making sure he's breathing normally. He then notices that Bryson is unconscious and decides to stay with him until he wakes up."

Greyson: "Damn, kid. What did you get yourself into?" "He shakes his head slightly, then sits down in a nearby chair to keep an eye on Bryson."

"Greyson's eyes widen as he notices the gunshot wound on Bryson's body. He quickly examines it, trying to assess the severity of the injury."

Greyson: "Shit, this doesn't look good. Kid, what did you get yourself into?" "He mutters to himself, then starts looking around the room for any clues about what happened."

"Greyson's eyes narrow as he spots the sniper on the roof. He quickly realizes that Bryson must have been the target of an assassination attempt."

Greyson: "Shit, I knew this was bad." "He quickly grabs his phone and calls for backup." "Hey, it's Greyson. We've got a situation here. I need backup at my location ASAP. We've got an attempted assassination and the target is down." "He hangs up, then turns back to Bryson, trying to keep him stable until help arrives."

"Greyson quickly grabs a gun from his drawer and checks to make sure it's loaded. He then positions himself near the door, ready to defend Bryson if anyone tries to enter."

Greyson: "Hang in there, kid. We'll get you through this." "He mutters under his breath, keeping a watchful eye on the door."

"As Bryson starts coughing up blood, Greyson quickly moves to his side and begins examining him. He realizes that the bullet is still lodged in Bryson's body and decides to remove it himself."

Greyson: "Hang in there, kid. This might hurt a bit." "He says as he grabs some tools and begins working on removing the bullet." "Just try to stay still."

"After a few tense moments, Greyson is able to successfully remove the bullet and bandage up Bryson's wound. He then sits back, wiping the sweat from his forehead."

Greyson: "Okay, that should do it. You're going to be okay now."

"Greyson is taken aback by Bryson's sudden emotional outburst but he quickly realizes that it must have been a traumatic experience for him. He gently puts his arm around Bryson, offering him comfort."

Greyson: "It's okay, kid. You're safe now. Just let it all out." "He says softly, rubbing Bryson's back to soothe him." "You're going to be okay."

"Greyson quickly jumps into action as he hears the sound of glass shattering. He realizes that the sniper is still trying to take Bryson out and he knows he needs to act fast to protect him."

Greyson: "Stay here, kid." "He says to Bryson, then rushes towards the window where he saw the sniper. He pulls out his gun and starts shooting back, trying to take down the sniper before he can do any more damage."

"After a few tense moments of gunfire, Greyson finally takes down the sniper. He then rushes back to Bryson's side, checking to make sure he's okay."

Greyson: "Are you okay? Did he hit you again?"

"Bryson looks up at Greyson, his eyes wide with fear and shock."

Bryson: "I-I think I'm okay. Did you get him?" "He asks, looking around the room for any signs of danger." "Is it over?"

Greyson: "Yeah, kid. It's over. You're safe now." "He says, putting a reassuring hand on Bryson's shoulder." "We need to get out of here though. The cops will be here soon and we don't want to be caught in the crossfire."

"Bryson nods, still visibly shaken by the experience. Together, they quickly gather their things and make their way out of the building, hoping that they can put this nightmare behind them."

Greyson: "Hey, don't worry about it. Just focus on getting better." "He says gently, putting a hand on Bryson's shoulder." "You've been through a lot and your body needs time to recover."

"Greyson helps Bryson into the car and starts driving towards the hospital. He keeps a close eye on him, making sure he doesn't show any signs of distress or pain."

Greyson: "Hang in there, kid. We're almost there. The doctors will take care of you."

"As they arrive at the hospital, Greyson quickly helps Bryson out of the car and rushes him inside. He explains the situation to the doctors and nurses, making sure they know how serious the situation is."

Greyson: "He's been shot and needs medical attention right away." "He says urgently, as they wheel Bryson into the emergency room." "Please, do whatever you can to save him."

"Greyson waits anxiously in the waiting room, pacing back and forth as he waits for news on Bryson's condition. He tries to keep his mind focused on the present moment, but his thoughts keep drifting back to the events that had just transpired."

Greyson: "Please be okay, kid. You've got to pull through this." "He mutters to himself, hoping that Bryson will make a full recovery."

"Greyson jumps up from his seat as soon as the nurse tells him he can see Bryson. He follows her to the room where Bryson is being treated, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety as he walks down the hallway."

Greyson: "How is he? Is he going to be okay?" "He asks the nurse, his voice filled with concern."

Nurse: "He's stable for now, but he's still in critical condition." "She says, leading Greyson to Bryson's room." "You can go in and see him, but please try not to disturb him too much."

"Greyson nods, taking a deep breath before entering the room. He sees Bryson lying in the hospital bed, hooked up to various machines and monitors. He looks pale and weak, but Greyson is relieved to see that he's still alive."

Greyson: "Hey, kid. How are you feeling?" "He asks softly, pulling up a chair next to Bryson's bed." "I'm so glad to see that you're still with us."

Bryson: "weakly" "I'm okay, Greyson. It hurts, but I'm okay." "He says, his voice barely above a whisper." "Thank you for saving me."

Greyson: "Don't thank me yet, kid. You've still got a long road to recovery ahead of you." "He says, taking Bryson's hand in his own." "But I promise you, I'll be here every step of the way. We're going to get through this together."

"Greyson and Bryson had been through a lot together in the two years since the assassination attempt. Greyson had kept his promise to be there for Bryson every step of the way, and over time their relationship had grown stronger."

"They had started out as friends, but as they spent more time together, they began to realize that they had deeper feelings for each other. They started dating, taking things slow at first, but eventually becoming more serious."

"Greyson was still rough around the edges, but he had softened up a bit since he had met Bryson. He no longer saw love as a war to be won, but rather as something to be cherished and nurtured."

"Bryson, on the other hand, had become more confident and self-assured. He had found strength in his own vulnerability and had learned to trust others more easily."

"Together, Greyson and Bryson faced whatever challenges came their way. They supported each other through the ups and downs of life, and always found a way to make each other laugh."

"As they sat together on the couch one evening, watching a movie, Bryson turned to Greyson and took his hand in his own."

Bryson: "Greyson, I just want you to know how much you mean to me. You've been there for me through everything and I don't think I could have made it this far without you."

Greyson: "smiling" "You don't have to thank me, kid. I love you and I'll always be here for you."

Bryson: "I love you too, Greyson." "He leaned in and kissed him softly, feeling a warmth spreading throughout his body as they embraced."

"Bryson moaned softly as Greyson deepened the kiss, his body responding to the possessive touch. He felt a surge of desire wash over him, and he knew that he wanted more."

"Bryson reached up and tangled his fingers in Greyson's hair, pulling him closer as he kissed him back with equal passion. He could feel Greyson's body pressing against his own, and he knew that he was aroused too."

Greyson: "pulling away for a moment" "You want this, Bryson? You want me to take you right here and now?" "He asked, his voice low and husky."

Bryson: "nodding eagerly" "Yes, Greyson. I want you."

"With that, Greyson lifted Bryson up into his arms and carried him to the bedroom. They didn't waste any time, undressing each other quickly and eagerly. Greyson's hands roamed over Bryson's body, exploring every inch of his skin."

"As they lay on the bed together, Greyson took his time pleasuring Bryson, making sure to touch him in all the right places. Bryson moaned and writhed beneath him, lost in a world of pleasure."

"In that moment, nothing else mattered except for the two of them. They were completely consumed by their desire for each other, and they knew that this was only the beginning of what was to come."

"Greyson's eyes widened with desire as he saw Bryson get down in doggy position and spread his ass, inviting him to take him from behind. He felt his own arousal growing even stronger, and he knew that he couldn't resist Bryson's seduction any longer."

"Without hesitation, Greyson got down on his knees behind Bryson and ran his hands over his smooth skin. He leaned in and kissed the back of Bryson's neck, sending shivers down his spine."

Greyson: "whispering" "You're so beautiful, Bryson. I want you so badly."

Bryson: "moaning" "Take me, Greyson. Take me now."

*With that, Greyson positioned himself at Bryson's entrance and slowly pushed into him, savoring the feeling of Bryson's tightness around him."Bryson cried out in pleasure as Greyson entered him, feeling his body being filled with a sensation of pure ecstasy. He pushed back against Greyson's thrusts, meeting him stroke for stroke."

"Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, each movement bringing them closer and closer to the edge. Bryson felt his orgasm building inside him, and he knew that he was close."

Bryson: "gasping" "Harder, Greyson. Give it to me harder."

"Greyson complied, picking up the pace and pounding into Bryson with all the strength he had. Bryson moaned and writhed beneath him, lost in a world of pleasure."

"Finally, they both reached their climax at the same time, crying out each other's names as they came together in a burst of pure pleasure."

"As they lay there, panting and spent, Greyson wrapped his arms around Bryson and pulled him close. He whispered sweet nothings into his ear as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking."

Greyson: "whispering" "I love you, Bryson. I always will."

Bryson: "smiling" "I love you too, Greyson. You're everything to me."

"They stayed like that for a long time, just holding each other and enjoying the warmth of their bodies. They knew that they had something special, something that would last a lifetime."

"The next morning, Greyson woke up to find Bryson still sleeping soundly beside him. He watched him for a moment, admiring the way the sunlight played across his skin and the peaceful expression on his face."

"As he lay there, Greyson realized that he had never felt this way before about anyone. With Bryson, he felt complete, like all the pieces of his life had finally fallen into place."

"He leaned over and kissed Bryson gently on the forehead, hoping not to wake him up just yet. He knew that they had all the time in the world to be together, but for now, he was content to just lie there and enjoy the moment."

"Eventually, Bryson stirred and opened his eyes, smiling when he saw Greyson looking at him."

Bryson: "smiling" "Good morning, handsome."

Greyson: "smiling back" "Good morning, my love."

Bryson: "cuddling up to Greyson" "Last night was amazing. I've never felt so alive."

Greyson: "holding Bryson close" "I feel the same way, Bryson. You're everything to me."

Bryson: "blushing" "I know we've only been together for a short time, but I can't imagine my life without you."

Greyson: "stroking Bryson's hair" "Me neither, Bryson. I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy."

"Bryson looked up at Greyson with tears in his eyes, touched by his words."

Bryson: "whispering" "I love you, Greyson. More than anything in this world."

Greyson: "kissing Bryson deeply" "And I love you, Bryson. More than words can express."

"They stayed there in each other's arms for a while longer, enjoying the warmth and comfort of their embrace. They knew that they had found something special, something that would last a lifetime."

"As they got up and started getting ready for the day ahead, Greyson couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance encounter that had brought them together. He knew that it was fate that had led him to Bryson, and he was determined to make the most of every moment they had together."

"As the day went on, Greyson continued to take Bryson to all the special places where they had made memories together. They laughed and talked, enjoying each other's company as they relived their favorite moments."

"As the sun began to set, they found themselves standing on a hill overlooking the city. The view was breathtaking, with the lights of the city twinkling in the distance."

Greyson: "taking Bryson's hand" "Bryson, there's something I need to ask you."

"Bryson looked at Greyson, sensing that something important was about to happen."

Bryson: "smiling" "What is it, Greyson?"

Greyson: "getting down on one knee and holding up a diamond ring" "Bryson, we've only been together for a short time, but I know without a doubt thatyou are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. Will you marry me?"

"Bryson's eyes widened in surprise and joy as he looked down at Greyson."

Bryson: "tearfully" "Yes, Greyson! Of course, I will!"

"Greyson slipped the ring onto Bryson's finger, and they hugged each other tightly, both of them overcome with emotion."

Greyson: "whispering into Bryson's ear" "I love you, Bryson. Forever and always."

Bryson: "whispering back" "I love you too, Greyson. With all my heart."

"They stood there for a few moments longer, holding each other close and basking in the glow of their love. They knew that their journey together was only just beginning, but they were ready for whateverthe future held."