CHAPTER THREE

Chaiwat POV

(PRESENT DAY)

It had to be him. I was very certain he was the one.

The cold blue eyes. The swimmers build. The cologne.

Fuck!

All of a sudden, the door to my room opened and Wut stood at the entrance. I glanced at him, staring at his naked and muscular chest.

I wanted to run my hands through them and bite his nipples gently in my mouth.

Fuck!

Woranut is straight!

How can I be thinking such?!

I guess Wut was right, I needed to get laid. Not having sex for a week was making me go crazy.

“Put a fucking shirt on, Wut.” I said as I oiled my hair.

“You think I'm here to seduce you?.” Wut asked with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes.

“I can't believe you would be up so early for your job.” he said amidst the silence.

“I have too unless I'm ready to lose it and spend another three freaking months getting another one.”

“How was last night? Did you–” he winked at me.

I gave Wut a cringe look.

“Nothing of that sort happened.”

“Yeah, right. I remember seeing Thida, she told me you left early.”

“Yeah I had to do something real quick.”

Wut let out a breath.

“For a moment, I thought I saw Thanakorn at the club.”

I casted my friend a glance and watched him twist his head a bit sideways as if trying to think.

“Or maybe I didn't. I guess I was too drunk to know.” he said and chuckled. “You look like you have seen a ghost.”

“Get out.” I said.

Wut suddenly raised his hand in surrender. “Fine. Fine. I'll go. But remember to call Thida, she wants to speak with you but your phone isn't going through.”

I said nothing, expecting Wut to leave so that I can continue to style my hair.

When he was about to leave, he halted and turned abruptly, pointing a finger at me.

“And whenever you are about to sleep, try not to think about him. You called his name five times in your sleep last night.”

Then he left, leaving me shocked for some moments.

***

I had one hour left after preparing so I decided to make a cup of coffee while I checked my outfit for the last time.

If there was anything I love to uphold, it would be my fashion sense. I always tried to make a statement with the few clothes I have and look less of a homeless person.

Well, not really homeless, but I would have been if Wut had not offered to let me crash at his place tilI I get a job. We have been friends since high school and I was grateful to have someone like him.

“You taking all that with you?” Wut asked as he emerged again from his room.

I looked at the bag beside me and shrugged.

“I have to stay there during the week to cater for his needs and come back during the weekend.” I explained.

Wut nodded slowly as he grabbed a mug.

“You should really not worry about me and do your job. I'll take care of this place.”

I rolled my eyes. As if I had planned to worry about him. What I really cared about was the house. So I let out a slight smile as I sipped the coffee, knowing fully well that the house was going to be a mess when I returned.

“Whatever you do, please keep the sex in your room.” I told him.

Coming back to a sex-filled living room was not what I wanted to see. The last time he left condoms filled with sperm all over the floor, I threw up.

Wut rolled his eyes.

“Fine.” he agreed.

As I stepped out of the apartment, I knew something bigger awaited me in Bangkok. A new job that could earn me my basic needs and still keep me going.

All I had to do was perform a good job even though I barely knew what I was up for. I had zero knowledge about house assisting, but since it was associated with house, I figured it could be something I could work out myself.

Or maybe not.

I smoothed my well ironed blue shirt and took a deep breath as I got down from the public transport.

I am about to meet my boss, I repeated in my mind as I approached the building.

When I got to the penthouse, a large one situated in the heart of Bangkok, I entered, holding my bag tightly in hand.

I went straight to the elevator and clicked the number.

1…

2…

3…

I counted in my mind to calm my brain down.

Soon, I was on the hundredth floor and when I came out of the elevator, I headed straight for the designated door.

Sucking in a deep breath, I pressed the bell.

No response.

I pressed it again and waited.

Just then the door opened and my heart flipped.

Standing before me was…him! Naked with only a boxer concealing his private.

And when my eyes dropped to his lower body, it shone wide at the size of his dick.

Oh my goodness! I yelled in my mind as I looked back at him.

It was really the same person and as he was standing before me, his prying eyes were already judging me before I even opened my mouth to speak.

“What do you want?” his voice thundered.

That was weird.

Had he forgotten about me or was he trying to act like he did not know me?

My body shook.

“I–I–am the n–new house assistant.”

His lips twitched as he raised a brow.

“House assistant? Your name?” he asked again in a deep and cold tone.

Oh shit, he had totally forgotten about me.

“Yes, sir. Chaiwat Wongthong. You approved my application.”

“Who’s that?” a feminine voice asked as she walked towards the door.

“Just the house assistant guy.” he said as she came close.

Just? House assistant guy? I wanted to scoff.

“Oh,” the lady said, examining me with her eyes, “isn't he the same guy from last night?”

Was she his girlfriend? Or wife??

The man said nothing, he only maintained his gaze on me.

“I hope you will be able to do your job well.” she said and turned to him.

The man averted his gaze to her and let out a slight smile.

“You look beautiful.” he said as his hand grabbed her ass and they both kissed.

I looked down at his hands still squeezing her butt and noticed the ring on his third finger.

He was married! The lady was his wife!

I felt cold air waft past me.

“Babe I have to go.” she said, releasing herself from him and bringing me back to reality.

“Fine.” he said and watched as she carried her bag and left.

Then he turned to me.

“What are you still waiting for? Don't you have any job to do?”

Without thinking, I scurried inside the building with my heart thudding fast.

The least of what I had been expecting had happened.

I was in Thanakorn Phromrak’s house working for him which was unexpected!

And he was married!

And worse still, his attitude confirmed the look he gave me last night which was; he barely remembered me!

I sighed deeply.

The day had already started out bad. What more could I expect?