Kongpob's POV

Argh, I can't wait to get out of all of this. I'm so hungry. I'm so used to eating dinner lately that my stomach has started a schedule. I spotted Davika and all the models celebrating and drinking. I hope she doesn't see me so I can just go change.

Davika: Kong, come here and have a drink with us.

Damnit. She caught me. I turned around to walk over to her and the rest of the models.

Davika swings her arm that's holding a bottle of champagne around my shoulder, while holding a filled glass in her other hand.

Davika: Thank you for being here today Kongpob. I know I can always count on you. Let's cheers to my partner and my friend, Kongpob.

Kongpob: It's also my business, so it is also my duty to help in any way I can. Therefore, I want to thank everybody's hard work here.

I take the glass from Davika's hand, and tipped it back in one go. Everyone drank their glass, and was eager to refill mine, but I declined. Davika was pulled away, and I take this as my opportunity to escape.

Kongpob: Ladies and gents, I'm going to change now. I will see you all at the party.

Model 1 (Desi): What's the hurry Kongpob? Come and have another drink with us.

I walked over to Desi, and plucked the glass she was holding, and tipped it back.

Kongpob: I will see you over there.

I quickly made my way to my changing room before someone else tries to stop me. I'm hungry, and I don't want to keep Arthit waiting.

After changing into something slightly more comfortable, but still acceptable, I headed over to the party.

The party was already in full swing by the time I got there. The drinks were flowing, and the music was booming. Beautiful people were hanging all over the place. There's plenty of celebrities from the wealthy to the famous movie stars here like usual for these types of events. There's a lot of social mingling and business networking going on. But there's also a lot of hooking up too.

I finally spotted Arthit at the other side across the room with a woman running her hand along the side of his right arm. Well, I can't blame her. He does look very good in that suit. I think he looks better in it than I would have.

I made my way across the room to reach him, but along the way I was stopped by Davika and a gentleman standing beside her.

Davika: Kongpob, I would like you to meet Mr. Gabriel Pierre. He is a member of the Federation of De La Haute Couture for Paris Fashion Week.

I extended my hand to Mr. Pierre for a handshake.

Kongpob: Hello Mr. Pierre. I'm Kongpob Suthilak, Davika's partner. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Mr. Pierre gives me a firm handshake, and upon releasing my hand, Davika hands me a glass of champagne as I'm speaking.

Pierre: The pleasure is all mine Mr. Suthilak. You are the 'Kongpob Suthilak' after all. I have heard, and read about you. You are quite impressive. Being a CEO to a conglomerate that has a hand in so many industries in Asia, and even in Europe for that matter. I would never have guessed you're also in the fashion industry as well. Tell me, how do you do it all? By the way, you were also wonderful on stage.

Kongpob: Mr. Pierre, you are being too kind. I just have a lot of good people that work with me. I dedicate my life to my employees and their families, and they in return are dedicated to me. There's no limit to the industries I'm interested in. As long as there's a good opportunity that makes sense, the sky's the limit.

Pierre: Spoken like a true tycoon. It's really an honor to meet you.

Davika: Mr. Pierre wants us to take part in the 2020 Paris Fashion Week. We would be the second Asian brand to be at the PFW. Isn't that wonderful?

Kongpob: Yes, that's a big step forward, and a great opportunity for our brand to get more exposure. Thank you Mr. Pierre.

We continued to chat a little, and my mind kept drifting to Arthit. I discreetly looked over my shoulder to see what he was doing, but he wasn't there anymore.

Davika: Kongpob, Mr. Pierre was saying that we should visit Paris for this year's PFW so we can get some ideas for next year's when our brand shows.

Kongpob: Yes, that's a good idea. I'll have my secretary check to see if I can fit it in my schedule. Davika, Mr. Pierre, would you please excuse me. I need to attend to something. Mr. Pierre, please let me know if I can make your stay in Bangkok more comfortable. I will have to leave you with my partner here to get all the PFW details. Enjoy your evening.

Pierre: Yes, of course Mr. Suthilak. Again, it was a pleasure to meet you. I hope to see you at PFW.

I smiled and shook Mr. Pierre's hand again. While Davika gives me a suspicious look, but smiles nonetheless.

I quickly made my way to where Arthit had moved to. He is currently all the way on the other side of the room from where he was before. The woman from before in a long red dress with a deep plunging neckline is now brushing her hand on Arthit's cheek while he is visibly uncomfortable, and backing away. I better go to him before he gets eaten alive.

Kongpob: Hello.

Arthit looks to me with eyes screaming help. I smiled at him and the lady next to him. She instantly pulled her hand away from Arthit's face, and starts eyeing me.

Lady in red: Hello handsome. You're one of the models on stage earlier.

Kongpob: You've got a good eye.

I raised my drink to meet hers. She raised her glass to mine.

Arthit slowly walks next to me. Watching me intently.

Lady in red: I'm Bonnie.

Kongpob: I'm Kongpob.

Lady in red: Well, Kongpob would you care to join me for some drinks somewhere more quiet? Somewhere we can get to know each other better.

Kongpob: I would love to get to know a beautiful lady like you better. Why don't we meet outside in front of the entrance in 10 minutes? I just need to handle some things first.

While holding my drink, I glide the back of my knuckles up against her bare arm. She bites her bottom lip looking at me, and smiles.

Lady in red: Alright. I'm going to go freshen up, and I'll meet you outside.

I smiled with a little nod accordingly, keeping my eyes on her while she sashayed away, knowing she will turn back to look at me in a few seconds to see if I was still watching her. There she goes, giving me that confident seductive smile, satisfied that she still had my attention. And a little wave of my glass to her is in order. Done.

The lady turns back around quickly, and makes her way across the room.

I was met with a frowning Arthit looking straight at me as I turned back.

"Kongpob, are you going to go meet her? Should I call a taxi to go back?"

I shook my head, and he looked even more confused. So, I just grabbed his hand dragging him along with me.

I dragged him all the way back to my changing room where there's no one around since everyone is at the party.

I closed the door after he got in. He looked around, and then back at me.

"Kongpob, what are we doing here? Are you going to meet with that lady? Do you need to change in here?"

"No, I'm not going to meet up with her. I just wanted to get her away from you. She can wait all she wants. She will eventually leave. Here, have a seat. I'm hungry, and there's food here."

I walked over to the table with all the snacks, fruit platter, and sandwiches. I grabbed two sandwiches, and I saw my favorite tequila, so I grabbed the whole bottle.

There's some sliced lemons, so I grabbed those too. It would have been perfect if I could find some salt, but there was none.

I handed Arthit one of the sandwiches.

"Thanks. Are you really hungry?"

"Yes. My stomach has been spoiled by you. It demands food now. We can leave to go eat a little later when the lady is gone."

"Oh, okay. For a second I thought you were really going to meet up with that lady. I've been trying to run from her all night. She sat next to me during the show. I flat out told her I wasn't interested, but she was so persistent. I didn't even know what to do anymore."

"Haha... maybe I shouldn't have picked such a fitted outfit for you tonight."

"Haha...well she instantly left me once you came over."

"That's just because I played along with her, and you resisted"

I took two glasses pouring a shot of tequila in each. I pushed one to Arthit.

"What is this?"

"Tequila. This is my favorite label too. It's very smooth going down. Here, take a slice of lemon, and watch."

I took a slice of lemon, and I sucked on it, then I took my shot of tequila in one go.

Arthit looks at me curiously, and then copied me  sucking on a lemon slice. He made a sour face, and then chased it with the tequila.

"Hmm, not bad Kongpob. I've never had tequila before."

"Yeah, I'm glad you like it. It's my favorite hard liquor."

Arthit nodded, and pushed his glass over for another shot.
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After an unknown number of shots

"Kongpob, you looked amazing today."

"Thanks. You look really nice today too."

I'm facing Arthit, but I'm getting tired, so I leaned on the back of the sofa. Arthit follows and does the same.

"Why do you flirt so much? Hiccup. I don't like it. I hate it."

"Huh? Who is flirting with me? Who wants to flirt with me?"

"Me. Flirt with me. You flirt with everybody, but me. All those models, that lady in red, the ladies at the market, Nina, and Davika. I want to flirt with you too."

"Okay, then flirt with me." Hahaha.

"But I don't have boobs to rub on you. Wait, let me check." Arthit pulls his shirt to look down at his chest.

"Yep. No boobs." Arthit lets his shirt go and pouts at the injustice of not having two mounds of flesh.

"Haha...you don't need boobs to flirt silly. It's all lip service anyway."

"Lip service? I want some lip service too." Arthit pouts even more squinting his face.

I reached over to pinch his pouty lips, and laughed at how adorable he looked.

We stared at each other for a bit not saying anything.

"I think I'm getting drunk, or I'm already drunk."

Hiccup.

"Haha... Kongpob, you are drunk. You can't even keep your eyes open."

I tried to open my eyes as wide as possible looking at Arthit. He looked back at me.

"Kongpob, there's something I really want to do."

"Then just do it. Life is too short. Just do..."

I felt a pair of lips on mine. I'm not totally sure what is going on. I deduced those lips to be Arthit's since I think we are the only ones here.

His tongue starts to push through my mouth, and I just let him. And slowly I started to kiss him back.

Arthit pulls away all the sudden.

"Kongpob, can I kiss you?"

"I thought we were already kissing."

"We were? And you let me?"

"I think so."

"Can I kiss you again?"

"Sure, why n....nmmg"

I didn't even get to finish what I was going to say.

Arthit grabbed my face pulling me closer. I instinctively placed my hands on his shoulders. I feel myself get pushed back untilI I leaned on the armrest of the sofa. Arthit hovers over me, and starts kissing me from my jaw to the back of my ear, "can you be mine?" I turned my head to the side to give him more access. I felt him bite and suck my neck. A moan escaped me. Arthit holds himself up with his right arm on the back of the sofa while his left hand pulls on the back of my nape to pull my mouth closer to his. Soon, our hands were roaming all over each other's body.

My eyes were closed due to my heavy eyelids. I don't know how long we continued to kiss and touch this way. Arthit didn't seem to have any intentions of stopping.

That is, until I felt him laying on my chest sleeping. I swept his hair from his face, and soon sleep took over me as well.