Tankhun's POV
"Arm! Arm! Shit! Pol, Where's Arm?"
"I don't know Khun Noo. Maybe he's with Khun Kinn."
"You're not covering up his lewd acts with that good-for-nothing kid, are you?"
"No!"
"I need Arm right now! Go look for him!"
"What happened Khun Noo?! Is everything alright?"
"No, Pol! Nothing is alright! Someone that I trust don't trust me anymore! I can't be alright!"
"Who?!"
"You, Arm and Pete are like family to me, Pol... like my brothers from other parents. And I don't abandon my brothers...no matter how idiotic they are."
"Is it about Arm?"
"It doesn't matter. Go."
"I'll get Arm for you, Khun Noo."
Arm's POV
As I put on my black bodyguard suit, Macau watches me from the single bed where we had to huddle together for the night.
In fact, there were times when we took turns, sometimes me on top of him, sometimes Macau riding me. In short, two or three hours of sleep. But I don't feel tired. On the contrary. I feel refreshed by the feeling of love and happiness that Macau's naughty smile brings on his face.
"I didn't know there was a room in the weapons room where you work, Arm."
"I often stay up through the night. So there's a mattress here to rest on when I can."
"Wow, you work under slavery with my cousins! Come to the Minor family! Everyone has a lot more freedom and fun with us. Even under Porsche command."
"It's not bad as it seems! It's good here, Macau."
"If you're saying...but...it makes it harder for us to be together."
"If I were working for the Minor family, I don't think Khun Vegas would let me get close to you, Macau."
"I don't understand why he's acting like this. I'm going to talk to my brother. Hemust accept that we like each other... we do, right?...well...I know I like you.
I approach the bed, sitting next to him. I leave a tender kiss on his forehead to reassure him. But that's not what he wants. Macau pouts.
"There's no need to be insecure about it. I like you, Macau"
I place my palm on the back of his neck and kiss him passionately, as he wants...as I want too.
Oh no...I shouldn't do this...it makes harder to leave him alone to find khun kinn and the amount of work that awaits me.
"I gotta go, Macau...you should go back home".
"Let me fix the collar of your shirt first..."
Those small things...it's a nice feeling to have someone who takes care of me...who worries about me the way Macau does. Besides Khun Noo, I used to have this kind of feeling secretly for Pete. It's so good to be on the other side too...for once.
"I'll talk to Khun Vegas, Macau. I'll ask him permission to date you. I want to do things the right way."
"But I'm not a girl! And my brother is not my father."
"But he is the one who loves you the most in this life... who raised you very well. We must respect that."
"You're right...but my brother is very protective. He used to talk to me about Dr Top...even encouraging me about my feelings...but it seems that while it was platonic it was okay. When I finally like someone for real and have a chance to be liked back, he's changed his mind. I don't know if it's because he knows you used to like P'Pete.
"What?..h-how...?"
"I didn't say anything! But...I think he suspects of you. He can't stand you. ...and maybe...in his mind, you still likes P'Pete."
"I swear I don't! Not the way he thinks...Pete is a dear friend, and I will always like him as my friend...I've already told you that."
"I believe you, but..."
"Don't worry, Macau. I'm going to clarify my feelings for Pete with Khun Vegas and my feelings for you. I won't give up on the first 'no'. I can be stubborn too."
Macau's smile filled me with courage, although I know that this conversation will not be easy.
We are about to kiss again when someone knocks on the door.
"KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK"
"Arm!Arm!"
"I think it's Pol calling for you, Arm"
I open the door and Pol speaks in a rush.
"Arm, you need to come with me. Khun Noo is like crazy calling out for you. I think it's serious."
"What happened, Pol? Is my brother here??" Macau suddenly got out of bed, nervous, not noticing that he was only wearing his underwear.
"Cover up Macau!" I hurriedly throw the covers over him.
"Oh, I didn't see anything, I swear!" Pol turns his back. "I haven't seen Khun Vegas around here, Nong Macau. But Khun Noo left early in the morning to go for an appointment with Dr. Top, and came from there very agitated. He looked pretty worried...and it looked like it was about one of the three of us."
"One of the three of us?" I asked, not understanding anything.
"Yes... Me, you or Pete. And so he told me to find you and take you to him immediately."
"Okay, Let's go, Pol"
"Wait! I'll go with you!"
"Better not, Macau. Let me check first what Khun Noo needs."
"Please get dressed and go home. Everyone must be worried about you."
"But Arm..."
"Go before your brother comes for you and things get more complicated."
"Okay..."
"Trust me. I will work it out."
I stroke Macau's face and leave the room with Pol.
...
When I arrive at Khun Noo's room, I find him pacing back and forth, frowning.
"Excuse me, Khun Noo...are you looking for me?"
"Arm... I need you to help me find something. It's urgent."
"Sure...what is it?"
He shows me a picture of an object...a chess piece made of crystal.
"A white king from a chessboard...made of crystal?"
"Yes...I need to know what this chess piece means...in the mafia world. But I think it won't be easy."
"I'll do everything possible, Khun Noo."
Khun Noo sits on the couch, thoughtful and worried.
"Don't tell anyone...not your brat hiding somewhere...not Kinn...not anyone, do you understand me, Arm?"
"Sure, Khun Noo"
"Promise me, Arm. It's important. Promise me for Pete's safety."
"Pete? Why? Is he in danger?"
I start to feel a nervousness inside me.
"Just promise me, Arm. Pete can only count on us. Pol, you promise too!"
Pol and I looked at each other, confused, but ready to do anything for Pete.
"We promise, Khun Noo."
"What bothers me the most is that...in my childhood memories...I know I've seen a piece of chess like this here at the mansion...somewhere...maybe in my Dad's office, I don't know...you and Pol must find it too"
"Don't worry, Khun Noo, we'll find it." Pol says resolutely.
"But it was not white...I think it was... a red king."
Yu Ming's POV
Shortly after I left Lian in a hotel in Taipei and headed to the airport to board my private jet to get back to China, I decided to change the flight coordinates.
I made a call to an old close friend.
"Hey, Kim! How is your agenda? Do you have time to catch up with an old friend?"
"Jade?!Is that you? Oh my God! Sure! I will always have time for you! Are you coming to Bangkok?"
Yu Ming in Chinese means brightness of the Jade. Jade is the name I chose for my friends from other countries to call me.
"Yes...a Thai producer friend asked me to record some songs. I would love to partner with you if you are available."
"Wow, that would be an honor."
"When do you arrive? I will pick you up. Where will you stay?"
"It all went so fast...at The Diamond Hotel, I believe."
"Why don't you stay at my house? We can compose songs together here."
"Hmm...that sounds great! Like old times."
"Yeah...like the old good times..."
"But I hear you're dating... won't it be a problem for you? I don't want to disturb you."
"Don't worry."
"Thanks, Kim. See you in a few hours then."
"Okay! I'll be waiting for you. Bye"!
"...Hey, Kim!"
"...Yes?!"
"I've missed you...a lot."
"..."
"Kim?"
"...Me too, Jade...I've missed you a lot too."
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