CHAPTER FOUR

Chaiwat POV

(TEN YEARS AGO)

Throughout the weekend, I wasn't allowed to go out. My father has restricted my outings and my mother was in support of it. It made me more heartbroken that I could not leave, but confine myself to reading.

The exams were coming up and so I had to prepare, but still I needed to speak with Thanakorn. He needed to explain better since I felt I meant more to him than just a mere breakup, but since he lived near the school, the only chance I could see him was when the weekend was over.

I heaved a heavy sigh and flipped the next page of my textbook, wishing the weekend would end quickly.

***

Monday eventually came. I rushed to school in hopes to see Korn before classes began. He was my senior, meaning we only get to see each other before and after classes.

So I waited. I waited at our usual spot close to the cafeteria. It was our secret spot where Korn would steal kisses and tell me how much I mean to him.

And if that wasn't enough, we would stay behind after PE to caress and engage in long kisses before we head home.

As I searched the school, I recalled those scenarios, and suddenly, I could feel a sting in my eyes.

Only if it was all a joke.

After searching everywhere, Korn was nowhere to be found. He wasn't at our secret spot, not even at the PE changing room.

Was he avoiding me? I asked myself as I grabbed my bag and began to walk to the school gate.

If he was avoiding me, then I better head to his apartment to speak with him.

When I arrived at his place, I was met with two men standing outside the building. I paused, before walking to them.

“What are you doing here, boy?” one of them asked me, “shouldn't you be in school?”

“Yes, but I came to check on my friend, he is not at school.” I told them.

“Your friend? You mean Korn?”

“They attend the same school.” the second man chirped in.

I nodded.

Just then, I saw a man carry out the desk and place it outside.

“Why are his things being removed?” I asked the men.

The first man looked at me.

“Oh, I guess you have no idea…”

I furrowed my brows in confusion.

“...Korn has sold this place,” he said to me.

I froze instantly.

Sold?

“W-why did he sell it?”

The second man sighed.

“Aren't you his friend? Or are you trying to deny you have no idea he relocated abroad to finish his studies?”

My heart broke for the second time, but this time, it shattered into tiny irreplaceable bits.

I could not believe my ears. The news was more than I could bear.

“Can I take a look inside?” I asked the men after some moments of silence.

They both gave me a strange look but the first man nodded slowly.

As I entered, the apartment was almost empty. No clothes, no books, only the furniture remained.

I walked to the bed and touched it, recalling a particular evening I had sat on it and watched Korn undress himself. I always visited him, wanting to spend some time with him, but whenever he started to touch me, I began to feel scared. However, that evening, I could not hold it any longer and begged him to fuck me.

I was horny and still a virgin but I had wanted him to touch me, to make me feel good. That night, Korn had bent me over, massaging his manhood with lube and using his finger to insert into my ass before putting in his dick.

It had been my first time, but he had been slow and gentle, holding my waist to keep me steady as he thrusted in.

Now I was recalling the memories, I do not regret giving myself to him. My love for him had been real, but he has treated it as nothing.

How could you do this to me, Korn? I asked myself as I felt my tears almost about sliding out.

Suddenly, I quickly walked out of the apartment, thanked the men and rushed past them before they realised I was crying.

***

(PRESENT DAY)

Few hours into my job and I was already fucking up.

I had made his coffee with milk and cream instead of just black. Apart from that I had to clean the living room twice due to my “lack of attention to details” as quoted by my new boss.

Once I was done, I took my time to look around the house and absorb myself in the uniqueness of the structure. It was a modern mansion with an affluent design that elucidates his wealth and status.

But despite the money he has, he has chosen to be an actor?

I scoffed as I glanced up the stairs. My stern boss was probably locked up in his room, reading a magazine or something hot.

Just then, my eyes caught a door situated before the stairs. It was that same one, Korn usually spent hours in before retreating to his room.

Was it a secret room? I asked myself as I walked towards it. When I got to it, I noticed the doors were slightly opened enough for me to peek inside.

So I let my curiosity win as I opened it enough to let me enter. All of a sudden, I was taken aback by what was held within the room. It was nothing but a library.

I took a deep breath and proceeded right into it, wondering why I had thought it was a secret room.

As I got to one of the shelves, I gently climbed the ladder in front of it and trailed my fingers on the books, trying to see the one to take. Just then, it stopped at a blue cover book, a familiar one.

I hesitated and looked around.

No one.

So I pulled it out gently.

All of a sudden, I was shocked at what I was looking at.

“No, no. This can't be.” I muttered to myself.

At that moment, I heard footsteps approaching the door. I gasped and quickly put the book back.

“What the hell are you doing there?!” he asked me.

I felt his voice was between asking a question and yelling. And it made my heart skip a beat. I became unsteady and before I could hold on to the shelf, I found myself falling from the ladder.

But I didn't hit the floor because a strong hand gripped my waist like it was nothing and I felt his hand pass under my thigh as he held me like a child.

Just then, the heat began building up within me, but I had no idea if he felt the same way.

By the time I found out my hands were clinging onto his neck, I noticed he was already staring hard at me. I quickly looked away and apologized as he gently dropped me down.

He surely does not feel the heat I feel.

“Your job does not include here.” he told me.

“I had no idea, sir.”

“But now you do.” he said quickly.

I let out a slight sigh.

Why do I get the feeling he doesn't want me around?

“I'm sorry.”

“Apologizing won't solve anything. Get back to work.” he ordered and began to walk out.

I bit my lips and I nodded even though I knew he couldn't see me.

I had trespassed on my first day so it was my fault. As I closed the door to the library, my gaze fell on the book I had taken and I noticed I had put it back in the wrong order!

My eyes widened.

He would surely notice it.

What should I do?!

What if he fires me for snooping too hard around his house and misplacing things?

At the thought of that, my heart skipped a beat.