Chapter 80: Above All ElseKit:It seemed that his pleas had the opposite of his intended effect, because instead of sympathizing with him, it was clear that P’Kla was getting frustrated, if the way his brows met in the middle was any indication.“Stop talking in riddles,” he snapped. “If you want me to help you, then give it to me straight. Tell me directly what’s wrong and what you’re hiding.”If only P’Kla knew just how much Kit wanted to tell the whole world about the problems he was currently facing.“You have to promise me first,” he bargained, insistent. “You cannot tell anyone what you have seen.” He gestured to his neck. “Neither can you broadcast what I tell you to anyone else—anyone at all.”P’Kla was still obviously annoyed by these cryptic responses, but Kit knew that he had to be careful above all else.When P’Kla realized that such a thing was non-negotiable to Kit, he sighed, calming down a bit. “You came to me for help,” he reminded the younger man. “And so, I am doin
Prologue: The DecisionKim:The man with dark brown eyes and midnight hair had easily caught the attention of the entire café the instant he had walked in with his pinstripe blue suit and dress pants. Not only was he ruggedly handsome, but there was something about him that screamed danger and that drew people to him like moths to a flame.However, Kim disregarded the stares and headed straight for the private booth at the back. His men were stationed right outside the café, looking out for any danger that might come his way, but most of all, they were there to ensure that he got the privacy he needed. This was an extremely important affair for him and he wanted it to be solved as quietly as possible.And that’s why he’d chosen this café in particular. Because it was one of the many legal businesses he owned in Bangkok.“Sir, your guest has arrived.”Kim nodded and headed for the private booth at once to find his guest waiting. “Kanya.”“Kim.” Kanya stood up from her seat at once, rea
Chapter 1: Friendly Little DinerKit:Kit placed the neatly cut slices of pork into the plastic bags and placed the poached eggs onto another plastic bag , before finishing it off with a garnish of fresh spring onions.It wasn’t often that he got to bring back something delicious to share with his sister, especially because he had to save up all the money from his part time job to help his sister pay off the debtors.So when the restaurant owner had told him to take home some of their freshly made porridge with any of his favourite toppings…he hadn't stopped to think before rushing to the topping’s station with packs in hand as he piled up on the veggies. He knew that taking too much of the meats would make the other employee’s frown, so he kept it to a few slices only but usually the customers didn’t like adding too much greens to their dishes, so he made sure to take some extra with him.“Got everything you need?” The restaurant owner, an old man of about fifty years of age, came to
Chapter 2: The First MeetingKim:The burly man on the ground, who was straddling the young boy, desperately trying to get his pants down, looked up at Kim enraged.“Aun! Didn’t I tell you to lock the door?” The man screamed in a gritty voice.Kim looked up to see another man, about the same age as him, running out of the kitchen, his eyes red-rimmed as he tried to shoo him out of the shop.“Khun…we are closed.” The man named Aun said urgently, his lips trembling as if in fear. “Please…”“Closed?” Kim tilted his head to the side. “Closed for what? So you can take advantage of the kid?”“What advantage?” The older man screamed once again, this time, his voice rose an octave, making Kim grit his teeth in irritation. “Can’t you see we’re closed? Get out! Get the fuck out!”“Thuanthong Rattakul,” Kimhan called out, looking the older man directly in the eye. “I came to collect the five million baht that you still own us…but I see you’re busy digging your own grave instead. If you can pay t
Chapter 3: An Unforgettable NightKit:Kit brought his hands to his throat, trying to stop the voice that tried to escape his lips. He bit down on his lips to stop it, but a low groan still escaped his mouth before he could stop himself.It made him feel incredibly embarrassed but he no longer had any control over his own body. What the hell was happening to me?He was hot…so hot…He was drenched in sweat with his clothes plastered to his body. His hair was sticking to his forehead and his nape and he wanted to take everything off just so it could help cool him down.But worst of all…he was hard and so, so turned on that it hurt.Another moan escaped his lips without his conscious control and he clamped his hand on top of his mouth to stop it.Tears brimmed from the corners of his eyes as he fought hard to regain control of his body. Why was this happening to him? What did he ever do to deserve this? P’Aun…Khun Thong…he had trusted them…he had simply wanted to find a job to help his s
Chapter 4: Regrettable ChoicesKit:Kit woke up with a start as the sound of a gunshot broke through his nightmares.The bright early morning sunlight coming in through the curtains illuminated the entire room, making it easier for him to see everything that he had missed last night.Swallowing nervously, he looked back at the face of the man who was spooning him from behind, his body a welcoming warmth as it wrapped around his own under the blankets.Kit’s heart thrashed against his ribcage at the sight of him. With his tousled midnight locks falling over his forehead, he looked much younger than he had last night…probably around the same age as his elder sister. His skin was golden honey that coaxed him to run his fingers down his chest, but Kit clenched his jaw against the temptation.However…he suddenly got this feeling like he knew the Phi from somewhere…as if he had met him before.But how could that be possible? With a face like this…there was no way Kit could forget him easily
Chapter 5: The Boy who got awayKim:“It’s done.” Aawut handed his boss the tab that held the cleared out footage of the only surveillance camera that was placed outside the restaurant that the traitor Thong had built.“I guess traitors are more afraid of being cheated on than the rest.” Kim mused, going through the footage of him taking the boy into his car, followed by his men taking out Thong and the man who was his chef and escorting them to another location. “Did you get the money?”“Two million.” Aawut confirmed; his black suit and white shirt still without a single wrinkle despite him having working all night long. “The rest he had used to purchase the restaurant, so we confiscated the keys. The papers for the transfer of asset are being prepared. It should be signed and handed to you this afternoon.”“Good.” Kim nodded. “And the chef? Have you gotten anything out of him yet?”“Yes, sir.” Aawut nodded, taking the tab from his boss to pull up an information page before handing i
Chapter 6: Unexplained ConnectionsKit:He had left marks… Kit thought to himself as he traced the patch of red on his shoulder before lowering his hand to another spot on his chest.Thanks to him being fair skinned, the marks stood out more prominently, almost like bruises all over his body. They didn’t hurt or sting…but somehow, when he was tracing his fingers over the hickeys, he could feel the lingering sensation of P’Kimhan’s fingers on his body, the way he had branded every inch of his skin with his lips, lapping at him with his tongue...Moreover, he was still sore from the encounter. Before last night, he had had no idea what sex between two men was supposed to be like, if it was even going to feel good or not…but now he didn’t have a single doubt in his mind. He had never lost control of himself the way he had last night and he vividly remembered that they had continued to make love well after the effects of the drug had worn off, until the sun was about to rise in the horizo