Kimhan has reversed this event in his head countless times. He knows what to say, what to do, what to push, what to stir.

He knows.

But nothing prepared him for Chay's appearance up close.

He 'visited' Chay at least once a month, tailing him for all the while he was in London like a stalker. He knows what has changed in Chay. His style, his choice of toiletries and perfume, his books, his music. Chay never picked up his guitar again after deciding to take business as a major. But once, Kim saw him just standing alone in front of a music store, staring at a beautiful guitar.

It was a black Fender American Acoustasonic Jazzmaster. Kim ended up buying it. Kim knows Porchay's life revolves around music, he's just too stubborn to admit it out of his hate for Kim.

Kim saw how he socialized, he had Porchay's list of friends and activities somewhere on his phone.

Porchay is no longer the sweet timid boy he once knew. He knows how many eyes that boy has attracted. Because his boy is beautiful.

But Chay up close is just ... No words can describe him. Ethereally so beautiful that Kim feels someone just squeezed his heart and cock just by looking at him.

Chay's eyes find him as the boy walks through the door. That is just how they are to each other. Like a moth to a flame. Kim locks him, making sure Chay is unable to turn away. It is the longest minute. Until Macau's hand divides Chay's attention, directing him to a chair just a few meters away from Kim.

Kinn looks at Kim, there is pleading in his eyes. But Kim only gives him a gesture to move forward with this meeting. Kinn sighs, his hand squeezing Porsche to soothe and calm him. Kim stares at it with jealousy.

Kinn braced himself with a deep breath. He is giving both of the boys a warm smile. Kim suddenly remembers someone saying this to him: The Theerapanyakuls can kill someone with a smile. His mouth performs a little secret smile. Yes, they certainly can. This is a proof of that.

It is a waste that none of the main family wants to be a politician. They'll be great at that.

"We are sorry to bring you guys here late at night like this. I'm sure you boys are having a great fun time," Kinn pauses. "But I have bad news for you guys."

Porchay and Macau look at each other in confusion. Bad news on this side of the world is when someone dies, but no one is. All of the family members are gathering in this room.

"We are sorry, but we can't let you guys go to London again in the meantime."

Both Porchay and Macau get up while yelling, "WHAT?"

Macau instantly seeks for Vegas. "Hia, you can not do that to me!", but Vegas stays silent. "P'Pete?" he is pleading to the man beside Vegas. Pete is about to say something but Vegas's hand that squeezing his thigh stops him.

Kim had found and warned him first before this. Vegas can understand the 'why' part of Kim's doing. But he never thought Kim could take a dirty route against his brothers, who Vegas thought were absolutely against this.

Kim loves his brothers although he seldom expresses it with words. It is because he loves his brothers that Kim is in this situation right now in the first place. Vegas laughed out loud when Kim told him this story once upon a time somewhere in Thailand's jungle after a successful raid of a rival gang. With lots of alcohol, of course.

Vegas knows about the 'impossible contract' that Kim made with his father. He also knows how binding it is. Kim agreed to it because Kim knew his brothers couldn't do anything once he fulfilled his part of the contract.

Smart move.

Vegas also knows what had Kim done to achieve it. He may hate that guy, but he also admired him for it. No one works as hard as Kim to achieve his dream. It's just one bad luck for The Kittisawads because Kim's dream is Porchay.

"Hia," Porcay looks at Porche. "Please, please, please."

Porsche looks at his baby brother with a broken heart of his own, mimicking Porchay. With that, Porchay knows this is a losing battle.

"I gotta go," he murmurs. He doesn't want to break down and cry here.

He is only able to take one step before a voice that once upon a time he longed for ... Correction, probably still is with the way the back of his hair goes up just by hearing it.

"Porchay," that man calls. There is something different with the tone of his voice. Something darker. Deeper. "Sit down."

Chay decides to ignore it.

But in a second, he sees the guards by the doorstep to shield the door from him. Just by the motion of Kim's hand, he thinks, because that guy doesn't say anything.

"I won't say it again. Sit. Down." Now the voice becomes rougher, more dominant. The hint of darkness is more profound. Just what is it that Kim does to change him like this?

Porchay sits down. He stares at Kim with anger. The opposite gives him the same heat. Those eyes used to look at him with gentle gaze, but now they become sharp. But it has a heady effect on Chay. He feels like he has taken some drugs.

Something is not right.

Isn't he still hating this guy just a few minutes ago? But why is there a fire and a thousand butterflies in his belly now when they meet eye to eye?

No. This is probably because Kim is an extremely attractive guy to begin with and those long hair and sun-kissed skin are making him more ...

'Don't go there, Chay. Don't go down on the same hole', he scolds himself.

"Now, listen," Kim's voice returns to his casual. "With the expansion of our territory, we also expensed our problem. Until we can defuse or minimize the threats, we can not afford to divide our attention."

"It has nothing to do with me!" Chay says through gritted teeth. He wants to shout, but that probably isn't the best idea.

Kim's eyes are mocking him. 'Really?', he says without a word. He drifts his gaze to Porsche while making sure Porchay follows his gaze.

Porchay understands, of course. With Porsche taking his part as the leader of the main family and his relationship with Kinn, it means he too is a target.

He looks at his brother, deducting that it is probably why Porsche looked so heartbroken earlier. The black part of his life is dragging Porchay with it.

Porchay doesn't say a thing for a moment. He is thinking of a loophole to get out of this.

"Isn't it more dangerous to stay in Thailand?" he thought.

Kim shakes his head. "Do you think our rival can't afford a ticket or two to London?"

Yeah, that sounds stupid, Chay admits. But if he stays here, his life will also be confined and restricted. Something he doesn't want.

"I get it. You want to be free like most boys your age. You want to go out. You want to have fun," Kim says like he can read Porchay's mind. "I can't say anything about Macau, but I have a solution for you."

Porchay looks at Kim with a mix of interest, doubt, and dread.

"What?" he finally asks.

"We can get married."

There are gasps and hanging jaws as a reaction to what he says.

"Are you crazy?" Chay finally shouts.

Macau mumbles something that sounds like he lost his mind. Khun looks like he wants to slice Kim into tiny pieces and boils it. Pete looks like he wants to bawl and cry. Vegas looks amused.

"Now, Kim," Porsche tries to intervene. "This is ...," but one look of Kim shouts his mouth again, although he does this with gritted teeth and a kick to the nearest unoccupied chair.

Kim shrugs. "Just think about it. Everyone in this world knows who I am and what I can do. If we get married or at least get engaged in public, no one will dare to touch you."

"You are out of your mind if you think I will do that after what you've done."

Kim doesn't say anything to counter that. He just looks at Porchay long and hard. "I will give you time to think and do it willingly," he stands up.

"But, Porchay, that wedding will happen whether you like it or not," he adds before he walks away.