22: Distracted

PORSCHE

How many years do you think a person could fall in love with someone? Will it even take years? Or maybe just months? Or  just a few seconds and even minutes?

No! No! No! Wake up Porsche. This isn't the right time to think about something like that. You just find him comforting, and every time you are with him you feel a sense of security but it doesn't mean you already like him.

I was about to slap the shit out of me to lessen my stupidity, but my thoughts were interrupted by a sudden call on my cellphone.

[Already sent you a mail about the past school topics and our report. Just check 'em out, because you missed a lot of lessons and we will be reporting in 3 days. And oh, fill out some of the remaining slides too if you still have some time.]

"But a lot of them were left blank." I replied.

[Don't worry. I'll help you do it. Just tell me on which slides you needed some help.]

"Thanks, man." I hung up on Tem and concentrated all my attention on the workbook in front of me. I'm really glad that Tem gave me a hand on this because if it's only me, it will definitely take me a year to finish. And what's worse, this shit is due on Tuesday. 

"Hiia, I'll just hang out with the guys outside." My brother told me, and I just nodded in response.

My eyes were so fixated on my workbook that I couldn't pay much attention to what Che' was talking about. It's a weekend, so my brother got some time off school and here I am, drowning in leftover reports and lessons. I was supposed to be working now, but Khun Korn was kind enough to give me a day of rest and let me finish my schoolwork.

I opened the slide and gradually did each lesson that I have missed. To be honest, my faculty focuses more on physical activity, but your boy here was gone for days so I got to do something to fill in where I left off. And it's so damn stressful. I rather do physical activities than paper works like this.

[LINE]

TEM: Let me find some information to share.

PORSCHE: Fuck! I'm so stressed!

TEM: I already helped you, why are you still whining?

PORSCHE: Oh my god, do come and help me some more.

TEM: Hey. I thought you just want to pass, or do you want to get a better score?

PORSCHE: Anything will do! Just help me finish this shit. Help me, guys!

JOM: Alright! I'll help you, my friend! 

* Sent clip *

TEM: Shia, Jom! I'm out in a restaurant! The fucking moaning was loud and clear!

JOM: Well, I'm just trying to help Porsche relieve his stress. And this is his favorite.

I frowned slightly before playing the clip that Jom sent. A smile immediately formed in the corner of my lips the moment my eye latched on the phone's screen. I dropped my book and shove them aside before turning my gaze to check if the door was locked. When everything is already on set, I sat down 

on my bed and leaned my back against the head rest. I was blankly staring in front of my bed and was feeling anxious, but I couldn't grasp what the hell I 

was anxious about. These past few days were spent thinking about Kinn and my brain needs rest to get back my sanity.

[Uhhmm! Ahhh! Aahhh!]

My thoughts were torn as I smile at the sweet voice coming from the pretty heroine on the AV. She was holding her left breast, fondling it over while pleasuring her sweet spot. I licked my lips, before placing my hands over the rough cloth of my pants. My hand trailed over the band of my underwear, before slowly placing it inside to grab my manhood. 

I slightly closed my eyes and concentrated on the moving image before me. The lady grabbed her other boob with the same hand and played with her nipples. She let out a soft moan that was supposed to give me the shivers I usually get whenever I pleasure myself over this kind of video.

But something wasn't right. I pushed aside the thought and continued moving my hands up and down against my rod. I bit my lips and hastened the pace of my hands while processing the images in my mind.

"Damn it!" I sighed in frustration. Why on earth can't I get my fuckin' dick up?

I closed my eyes and concentrated again. This time I pulled my pants down to let my boy get the glaze of cool air and begin to stroke my rod again. It probably lasted a minute or two when a frown formed on my eyebrows. I opened my eyes and darted my gaze over the young lady on the screen. She was indeed pretty, but fuck! I still can't get my son up. Am I too stressed about the reports? 

I took down the video that Jom gave me and typed my all-time favorite website. We probably don't share the same cup of tea that's why my boy doesn't want to get up. When the website pops up, my eyes were immediately greeted by a man and a woman getting on with each other. I didn't waste time any longer and grabbed my boy before pressing the play button. The guy was teasing the girl for quite some time and before I knew it, he was already joining hips with the lady below him. I watched the video for a while, and I can feel my body starting to warm up. I licked my lips as the tingling sensation hovered upon me with my eyes fixated on the screen. The lady was moaning non-stop, as the man above her pounded her with his full weight. 

My eyes lingered on the lady for a while, before I turned my gaze to the man doing her. His face was in a complete daze as he continued banging the lady 

as if there was no tomorrow. My heart twitched at his gesture, and I can feel the lust rushing all over my body while I continued pleasuring my hot rod. My mind was on cloud nine when suddenly an image flashed over inside my head.

Damn Kinn!

His face aggressively took over. I tried to push aside the thought and just continued focusing on the video with my now hardened cock but the vision of him engulfed with lust and ecstasy while looking down at 

me just kept on overlapping in my mind. I desperately tried to push his image out, but I just couldn't help it. And what's worse, I can feel my throat getting dry as I tried to swallow a shit ton of my saliva that was building up in every stroke that I make with my hand. 

My heart was pounding non-stop as I gasp for air and when I bent down, I saw my cock getting more alive on my hand. I hate to admit it, but it was the image of Kinn who made me like this. His memories are enough to make my mouth water as I hasten my pace on my wrist again.

Fuck! What the hell am I doing?

I bit my lip tightly, and just let the image of Kinn take over my whole mind and body. Both his scent and even his embrace were now hovering on every inch of my body. The video in my hands doesn't even concern me anymore, because the memory of Kinn was already enough to set my heart on fire.

Just a bit more. I stroke harder than before, as I feel my climax getting closer. 

More. "Shit!" Almost there.

"F-fuck!"

(phone ringing)

"Damn it!"

I cursed loudly as my thoughts got torn out from what I am doing. My mind was already in a daze, and I was about to reach my limit, but the non-stop vibrating and ringing of my phone took my attention and ruined the mood. And as quickly as my hand stops its momentum, my growing conscience hits me on the face.

What the fuck am I doing?

I swallowed a ball of saliva and shifted on my seat. I still can't fucking believe what happened a while ago. Am I that stupid? Or I just can't really get it up normally anymore? Or maybe it's because– 

I was about to continue my thoughts, but when I turned my gaze over the caller on my phone, my body began to tense up again as my eyes widened in shock. With trembling hands, I managed to hit the answer button.

[Took you long enough to answer the phone eh?]

I almost choked when the deep voice of Kinn echoed from the other end of the line.

"What the hell do you want?" I asked back, trying my best to hide my shaking voice.

[What are you doing?] Kinn's question caught me off guard and my hands immediately grabbed the blanket and covered my bulging manhood.

"Reports." I answered shortly.

Fuck!

My voice almost cracked on that one. And my heart wasn't helping either as I can feel it beating so fast inside my chest.

[Uuhhm...ughhh...]

A cold breeze immediately hit the back of my neck as the other end of the line emitted a very suspicious sound. A sound that runs directly into my groin that I have to bite my lip tightly, then slowly breathed in and out to calm my raging nerves.

"What the fuck are you playing at Kinn?!" I snapped at him as the bastard emitted another moaning sound. My hands then immediately reached for my reports, just to distract myself away from Kinn.

[Huh? I just fixed my sitting position. My back is killing me.] Kinn replied to feigning innocence.

"W-what— fuck!" I muttered silently as the rush of embarrassment built upon my face. I clenched my teeth and aggressively typed on the search bar for some horror pictures to plunge into my stupid mind. 

[Come here later tonight.]

"I don't want to! Your father told me that it's my day off today."

[I already ordered you to come yesterday.] Kinn stubbornly said.

"Well, today is different! I still got a lot of reports to finish!" I gnarled in reply while watching a video of a man murdering and cutting a body into pieces. 

[Do it here.]

"Oh! Would you look at the time! I got to go now, Kinn. Bye!" And with that, I dropped the call and sighed in relief as I rest my back again on the headboard and shut my eyes.

Fuck! I'm so frustrated.

My mind was blank as I feel the tiredness hover over me. These reports really drained my energy. I just wish I didn't have to do this, but I don't have a choice. With my eyes still closed, I let out another sigh and as I was about to drift, a sudden image flashed on my mind–

And it was an image of the bastard Kinn.

My eyes opened and widened in shock as I immediately stood up from the bed then head over to the bathroom to wash my face. The faucet almost got detached from its place as I aggressively turned it on.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

"The hell is wrong with you Porsche!?" I slammed at my reflection on the mirror.

Why the fuck of all faces, it has to be Kinn!?

I took a hold of my head for a moment and violently slapped a handful of water on my face. I was in the middle of a sexual crisis when a knock echoed from the front door.

"Hey, Porsche. Someone has arrived." Pol said as I opened the door and he glanced at his back. My attention caught up with his gesture and I immediately followed his gaze. I was dumbfounded 

for a second before the smiling face registered on my still dazed mind. 

It was Vegas.

"Hi. Did I come at the wrong time?" Vegas greeted me, together with his signature smile. Pol then walked by me and tapped my back before lifting his hand to indicate that he'll go up. I acknowledged him and only nodded in response.

"No." I replied to Vegas in a discreet manner.

"I came here to visit. Are you feeling better now?" Vegas suddenly came closer and put his hand over my forehead, taking me by surprise.

"Uhm. I'm fine, thanks." I replied, slightly turning my face in a different direction. I was still a bit irritated from what happened a while ago and this wasn't the best time for me to get kinship with. Vegas probably understood my gesture and slowly backed up a little. 

"I bought some snacks for you too." He said while holding a lot of paper bags containing sweets. 

"Thank you." I waii'ed at him to show my gratitude and scratched the side of my neck out of awkwardness. 

"Uhm. Am I bothering you? I'm sorry." 

"No. I'm just a bit stressed. Still got a lot of reports to do." I replied and swung my head towards the pile of papers on my desk.

"Hmmm. Then, let me see if I can help you with that." 

Vegas told me and immediately went into my room. I sighed, just followed behind him, and let down the sweets he gave me on the table. He took a hold of my laptop and click some of the slides on the presentation.

"Oh, I have the same subject as you are. Do you want me to help you with this?" Vegas turned to look at me, asking for my permission.

I only sat down on the floor and nodded in response. I'll just let him do what he wants just to finish this damn report. When he got my consent, Vegas sat down on the floor too– not so far from me. I then placed my notebook at the edge of my bed and started clicking and sliding over my computer. Vegas took out the book from the subject that we need and started helping me over. 

We've been doing reports for a minute or two and still, I can't get Kinn's thoughts out of my head. My body was still conscious and irritated at the same time for no fucking reason. Must be because I haven't reached my climax or something else. I flicked my head trying to chase away the thought but that probably caught Vegas' attention and he immediately shifted towards me.

"Are you okay Porsche? Does your head still hurts?" He then again reached out his hand and place it over my forehead. I was taken aback a little, but eventually, let him be just to lessen the heavy atmosphere. 

"No. Just a bit dizzy." I replied with an awkward smile. He then gave me a meaningful look before taking the paper bag of snacks behind me and opening them up.

"Try this. Your brain probably needed some sugar too." Vegas took out a pancake together with a cream filling and gently spread it out over.

He then took a tissue and handed it to me so I could grab it without staining my hands. I picked those up and gave him a smile. I'm not hungry, but I'm afraid he'll get offended if I refused. 

I sat back in my place and continued working on my files quietly. Vegas then do his work too and from time to time checks on me whenever I find something hard to understand. As I have thought, I'm too stupid for this and really lucky that Vegas came to help. Most especially on the English part, my brain almost oozes out of my nose just by looking at it on the screen.

"Are you thirsty? I bought some bubble teas as well. I don't know which flavor you would like so I bought four of them." Vegas took a break from my computer and then hand me over some bubble tea.

I took it again as usual and glanced at it first before getting a sip. It was from a popular shop across our school, with a famous cheese foam on the top. 

Vegas then took his sip. Man, I still can't understand why Kinn wanted me to get away from this guy. He seems so harmless, also he's kind-hearted and thoughtful.

"Oh! I forgot that you're still sick. This must be bad for you." Vegas hurriedly snatched the plastic cup from my hand, I was confused so I pulled away from the bubble tea from him.

"No, it's fine. I'm already feeling well." 

"I can't give it to you. If your fever comes back, I won't be able to forgive myself." He replied back and grabbed my tea again, but this time I didn't let go. 

"It's really fine. Don't worry."

I'm not being stubborn, but I'm really doing fine already. Just a bit more and I'll be able to return back to my normal routine. Vegas was overly concerned 

about my health as if I was a girl but hell, I might be even stronger than him. 

I tried to pull back my cup from Vegas' hands but this time the bastard was holding on too tightly. We've been on a tag-of-war for a while when suddenly my hands slipped and let go of the tea accidentally. It spilled out and flew directly on Vegas' shirt.

"Oh!"

"Shit!"

I cursed and hurriedly let go of the plastic cup to pick up a towel. Vegas then let go of the tea as well and looked down on his now-sullied shirt. 

"I'm really sorry." I said as I quickly sat in front of him to dab a cloth on his shirt and absorb some of the cheese foam.

I was busy fixing up Vegas' shirt and wasn't paying much attention to what this bastard was grinning about for some time now. He kept his eyes on me the whole time while I'm wiping his chest. Is there something on my face?

When everything was cleaned, I looked up to him and said, "You should better change, it's still a mess."

He only stared at me for a second before slowly nodding. I was busy fixing the mess I have caused when suddenly Vegas removed his shirt in front of 

me. I was taken by surprise, yet again and immediately turned my gaze away. It wasn't because I'm shy or anything, just a bit scared that the memory I tried to shun a while ago will take its course again. 

"Can I borrow some of your shirt first Porsche? I'll promise to wash it before returning it back." Vegas muttered and I nodded in response before I quickly got up to open my closet. I rummaged on my clothes, and it almost fell on me before I finally found a white t-shirt to hand over. 

Why the fuck am I shaking? It's just another man's body for fuck sake! It's not like I didn't see something similar before and fucking hell, I'm a man too! I snapped over my thoughts. But what's bothering me the most is, whatever I am thinking about, the image of Kinn always took over.

"Here." I handed the shirt to Vegas without looking directly at him and quickly turned around, pretending to work on something.

"Porsche, you must be shy?" Vegas said with a little giggle at the end.

"No! I-I'm just not used to it. That's all." I spat, keeping my back at him. "And I'm a bit lost with some thoughts." I added.

I didn't bother to think so much about men but that one bastard that keeps me awake all night. Kinn. 

"Then, turn around." Vegas teased me in a rather commanding tone.

I then took a deep breath before turning my gaze back in his direction. My body suddenly stiffened as 

the bare chest of Vegas appear before me. I tried to divert my eyes and look at something else but was immediately taken back by Vegas who was strolling slowly in my direction.

"Uhm. W-what are you doing?" I muttered, trying my best to hide my trembling voice.

I took a step back, turning away my gaze from Vegas. Looking at him now is a bit awkward, knowing that he and Kinn got that same body type. I admit he has finer skin and better-defined muscles but fuck, I can't get Kinn out of my head! 

"Are you alright Porsche? Your face is a bit red and you're sweating too." Vegas murmured.

He suddenly came closer and grabbed me by the waist. A sudden rush of goosebumps washes over my body as I stood stiffly still. What the hell is wrong with these cousins? Do you guys really need to drag me by my waist?

"You're hot too." Vegas added, sliding his palm on my cheek.

My mind automatically snapped, sending a ton of adrenaline to my body and flicking Vegas' hand away from my face. I took a step back in shock, but my feet stumbled upon something and before I knew it, my butt already hit the hard ground. 

"Porsche!!"

Vegas hurried over and grabbed my arm worriedly. I pushed myself to get up as I softly rub my aching ass.

What the fuck were you doing Porsche!? Ah, that hurts!

"It's fine." I waved my hand to Vegas, but the bastard was so worried and still scanned my body all over. 

"Where does it hurt? Get up slowly." He said and grabbed my arm to help me up. I was in the middle of struggling to get up, when a loud bang echoed through the door.

"Vegas, you bastard!" It was Thankhun, standing by the door while holding his waist loosely. 

"Big Brother." Vegas muttered in shock. 

"What the hell do you think you are doing!?" Little dingdong snapped, walked over in our direction, and pushed Vegas' shoulder. Strong enough so that he staggered away from me. I, who was still unable to support myself, fell to the ground once more with the same impact that I felt a while ago.

"Big brother, calm down." Vegas said in defense, raising his hands towards Thankhun. But the bastard 

kept on tailing after him non-stop.

"You! What are planning to do with Porsche!? You even took off your shirt! Are you planning to rape him!? This is my house, not a fucking brothel you bastard shit!"

The bastard turned to look at me and the Vegas alternately. His face was fuming mad. Pol then walked towards me to help me finally get up.

"At first I thought that big brother's head contains only sawdust, I didn't think you can be this dirty of a thinker too." Vegas said tauntingly while walking away from 'Khun, who raised his eyebrows in irritation. 

"Vegas you little bastard! You're fucking dead!" 

With that, the chaos has begun. Thankhun chased Vegas all over the room, not minding the bag of snacks and even the water that was now scattered all 

over the damn floor.

"Hey! Stop! Khun! KhunThankhun please stop!! I said stop!!" I desperately cried out towards the two bastards who doesn't even mind trashing my room. My fucking head is already in dilemma a while ago, I 

didn't think it can get even worse than that.

Mai, help me!

"You don't have to be afraid Porsche! I'll protect you! Pol get the mat!" The bastard declared war while shouting non-stop.

I then hurriedly went straight to pick up my notebook, papers and tried my best to save what is left of my work and reports. Just a moment ago a lot of them got crushed and trampled over making my heart drop in annoyance.

"Big brother, stop!" Vegas, who was running also cried out.

"I'll burn you alive Vegas!"

"Stop!" I tried to call them out again. But they didn't seem to listen at all.

Finally, Pol took a long mat and laid it across the room. I was dumbfounded for a second what is that mat for. Suddenly the bastard Thankhun grabbed Vegas by his neck and attempted to throw him over the damn mat, but to his surprise, Vegas turned the game around and pull him down instead. The bastard then rolled over the mat with his head facing the rough floor.

"Shit Vegas! Let me go!"

The crazy bastard cried out, but Vegas refused to let him go. He then took the end of the mat and tied it over the stupid lunatic who was cursing him non-stop. As for the bastard Arm, he was just standing, casually watching while holding his bulging laugh, before letting it go and giving some help.

"Fuck!" I sighed in frustration. 

I can feel my head starting to throb as the cursing and shouting didn't stop. I wandered my gaze around and saw that my room was now a complete mess. If this continues further, I'm going to lose my shit! 

I walked out of the house with my head and ears aching, carrying my notebook and some of my left-over documents. I heard Vegas call me over 

my back, but I just ignored him and continued walking away. I fumbled for my keys, but I found out that I left it inside my room, so I decided to just take a taxi. I was about to get one when a car stopped in front of me.

"Where are you going?" It was Pete driving his car and was about to enter the house.

"Take me away from here." I said in frustration. 

"What's going on?"

"Vegas and the bastard Tanakhun were fighting. My room now is a complete mess. I don't know where else to go, but if I stayed here, I won't be able to finish my work."

"Okay. Khun Kinn asked me to pick you up anyway." Pete said while reversing the car and driving it back on the road.

"I don't want to. I'll be staying at Tem's." I said stiffly. 

"Hey! I think you know better enough not to disobey him, right?" Pete looks at me in worry and turned his gaze back to the road.

"Today is my day off. I don't have the need to follow anyone's instructions." I said again.

"Go ahead, do what you want. Don't blame me if something bad happen again."

"What do you mean?" I asked anxiously.

"Khun Kinn's mood today is worse than usual." Pete replied, not giving me a single glance.

I then turned my gaze back on the road and exclaimed, "Fuck! What now!?"

"Just spare him some of your attention Porsche." Pete said calmly. 

"What do you mean? He already got too much of my attention! What else does he want!?"

"I told you. Khun Kinn is the type who indulges himself over something. But of course, if you do it often, you'll grow tired of it and just let it go. But if you resist them, they'll just give you a hard time." Pete said in a rather tired tone.

I frowned at his thoughts and just as he said, Kinn is the type who never stops until he gets what he wants. He's like a spoiled brat that the moment they latched their eyes on something, they won't hesitate to take it. But just as eager as they should be, it's easy for them to get bored.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice that we already arrived in the hospital, and I was frantically following Pete back to Kinn's room.

"I thought you wouldn't come." 

As soon as Kinn felt my presence, he suddenly raised his head from the phone screen and gave me a smug look. I only entered the room in frustration without saying a word and aim straight at the sofa located at the side.

"Fuck!" I cried out the moment my bottom half touches the sofa.

Damn! I forgot that I hit my butt hard a while ago because of my stupidity and it's fucking killing me. I took a hold of my back and saw that Pete and also the bastard Kinn was giving me a damn look.

"Are you alright?" Kinn asked me with a frown on his face. I didn't bother to answer and just turned my attention to my notebook, continuing my left-over work.

"Do you have a wound somewhere?" Pete added worriedly, and my head immediately shook up. 

"What the hell are you doing?" Kinn overlapped on Pete's statement with his annoyingly deep dark tone and got off from his bed, then slowly walked towards my direction like a predator to its prey.

"My reports." I replied softly before moving away a bit. Kinn then sat beside me without taking his gaze away from me and I just noticed that his saline pack was 

already been removed. I managed to turn my gaze back to my notebook and started doing my work again.

"You've done all of this?" Kinn asked me in an annoying tone while clicking over to my presentation 

back and forth. 

"Of course! Bastard." 

I was going to say that Vegas mostly do the work, but I just pushed aside the thought and swallowed the rest of the sentence that I was about to say. Kinn will definitely get angry and might do something to me if he finds out about my little scene with Vegas today. 

"Why is it like this?" Kinn pointed out the one that Vegas didn't manage to finish because his bastard of a brother started to rampage in my room. 

"We– left it like this, and it just needs to be done." I pretend to talk about something else and the bastard thankfully let the fucking thing go. I turn away from him immediately and saw that Pete gave me a weird look. Kinn did not even bulge on his seat, just checking out my documents and clicking my slides. 

"Oh. This one is almost done. Just put a bit more info and it's done." 

I darted my gaze in his direction and saw that Kinn picked up my notebook. I thought he was going to help me, but the bastard immediately let it down and 

made his way to the bed.

"I thought you were going to help me?" I muttered annoyingly You dragged me here out of the blue and you won't even get a pity to help me?

Vegas almost finished this one but got interrupted because of a stupid bastard. It's only three pages left, but the sentences were all in English and we both know that English and I weren't meant to be together. 

"You already managed to get to that point. You can do the rest on your own now." Kinn said and wore back his expensive headphones. I only grunted in response as my frustrations shot up again.

Just a bit more, Vegas could have already done itt!

"Can you please help me?" I looked pleadingly at Pete.

"I studied until sixth grade only Porsche. I don't think I'll be able to help you with that. I'll go find something to eat." Pete said to me while making his way out of Kinn's room, leaving me with a dreadful look on my face.

"What is your LINE ID?" Kinn suddenly asked me. 

"Why?" I asked out of irritation.

"Like this." Kinn murmured to himself before my line pinged, receiving a message.

"Try those sites that I sent you. Your work should get a lot easier." He added and my gaze immediately landed on my phone screen.

A new account appeared, and I accepted it never minding that it was Kinn that sent me the link. I opened the message up and was greeted with a bunch of English sites that I don't even know how to read. Damn it! Not again.

"If you're done, let me see it as well for final checking."

"Shia." I cursed and slowly sat back down in front of my laptop.

I was lost with the sites that Kinn gave me, but I've got no choice, so I just go with it and rely on the information that Vegas gave me a while ago. I've been trying my best to handle this English thing for hours now and noticed that Kinn didn't bother me at all. He's just sleeping soundly on his bed while playing some music over his earphones. Hmm, this bastard uses his common sense sometimes. 

I took a deep breath and stretched out my sore back before going to the balcony for a change of scenery. I was so lost within my reports that I didn't even notice that it was already dark outside. I'm so occupied with that course that I even have forgotten about the time, so I return back inside carrying my laptop with the completed report.

"You already done? Let me see it." Kinn suddenly spoke and pushed himself up, leaning against the headrest of the bed.

I was too tired to reply, so I just picked up my notebook, and together with my laptop, I head straight to Kinn's direction. He was checking my slides and every time he changes to the next one, the worse his expression gets.

"The hell is wrong with you Porsche?" Kinn asked in irritation, and I raised an eyebrow in reply.

"What?"

"What's up with this grammar? Are you blind or something?" Kinn added in the same irritated tone. 

"I know you can fix it, why would I bother?" I said rather tired and just continued looking outside the balcony.

"And why the hell the grammar on the first few slides were good? You let someone do it for you, don't you!?" Kinn suddenly raised his voice, and I felt the sudden chill creeping up my spine.

"W-whatever! I'll just finish this on my own, then if it's wrong so be it!"

I snapped in reply, immediately folded my laptop, and snatched it away from Kinn's hands. The bastard gave me a sharp look as if he was throwing knives right in front of my face. I ignored his outburst and before he could utter a word, the nurse came in.

"It's time to check your vital signs, Khun Kinn." The young nurse smiled facing Kinn with a damn blush masked all over her face. I frowned and was utterly disgusted by the scene. The lady's face was reddened, and I can see from the way she looked at Kinn, that she likes the bastard. I felt a sudden tight knot on my chest like a soft jab on the lungs.

"Oh." Kinn sat up straight and moved to sit on the edge of the bed. I then made my way back to the sofa and folded my arms without even removing my gaze 

away from Kinn's bed.

"Take off your shirt first." The nurse instructed Kinn, and I immediately shifted my gaze away. I don't know why I'm acting like this, is it because of the shy glances that the nurse was giving Kinn or the damn glistening eyes of Kinn looking back at me.

Fuck it.

"Today you can leave the equipment here, I'll let him do it." Kinn carelessly declared and pointed his hands in my direction. The nurse followed his gaze and looked at me as well. I was utterly surprised that my 

eyebrows raised and pointed a finger at myself.

"M-Me?"

"Oh, okay." The nurse replied looking like a disappointing potato, before lifting the equipment from the bathroom and putting it right next to the bed.

"Be careful not to let the water get on his wound." She added before walking out with her head bowed down.

I only sat still and didn't dare to make any movements. Until Kinn gracefully took his shirt off, revealing his well-built upper body. My heart immediately started pounding hard the moment my gaze landed on Kinn's muscled chest. 

What the hell is really wrong with me?

Here I thought that I already had enough of a bad day today and that the silence here would be enough to compensate for the frustration, but I'm absolutely wrong with that assumption.

"Hurry. I'm getting cold." Kinn said, acting all innocent but smiling wickedly over me.

"I can't do it. Can you just call her back?" I asked sounding a little fidgety.

"Porsche, don't make me repeat myself." He said accentuating each word that at the end of his sentence I can feel my anger rising up. But not towards Kinn, but to my annoying submissive side who can't say no to this fucking bastard whenever he gave me that level of dominance.

"Fucking bastard." I murmured as I slowly make my way towards the end of the bed dragging my feet. 

"Well, come on now. Do it." Kinn repeated but I stood motionless with my arms folded on my chest. The 

bastard then glanced at me, his eyes piercing through me as if he can read my fucked-up mind. I swallowed hard.

Can he read my mind now? Damn!

He suddenly gripped my hands and placed them over his bare chest. My breath hitched as I was taken by surprise at how he effortlessly took my breath away with just a single move. Just a mere touch of his body immediately sent shivers down my groin and the sensation all over my own body was making me sweat non-stop.

My hands trembled as I felt the steady beating of his heart beneath my palms. The hot and smooth texture of his skin makes my inner ghost moan in pleasure. 

I'm so fucked up right now. Mai, help me!

"Why are your hands trembling?" Kinn's voice was low but it echoed through my well-being, snapping me back to my consciousness and I immediately pulled my hands away from his chest. 

"F-fine! Let's just get this done damn it!" I exclaimed then took the wet towel from the basin and twisted away from the excess water.

Then I started to rub on his chest, and carelessly rub it around in every direction letting out my frustrations through the process. Kinn let out a manly giggle before halting my hands with his own. I looked at him confusedly before the bastard started guiding my hands slowly back to his chest.

"Do it like this," he whispered in a soft tone. His gaze was fixed on me, and I was momentarily lost in those set of black orbs. Three seconds passed before I regained my shit and shifted my gaze away from him.

Kinn kept on guiding my hands, slowly gliding the rough cloth of the towel in every inch of his bare chest down to the nook of his abdomen. I can feel 

how his muscles move beneath the cloth. His gaze never left mine and every glide that he makes with my hands. I, on the other hand, kept myself fixated on what I am doing and didn't dare to interact with his piercing stares. When the bastard noticed that I kept on moving slowly away from him, he pulled my hands and grabbed me by the waist.

"W-what the hell are yo—"

"Why are you standing so far? Take off my pants for me too."

I was about to continue my protest when suddenly the words Pete came back to me. If I just followed what Kinn wants he'll eventually grow tired of me. But if I 

resist him, he'll just force me with all of his might. I bit my lower lip tightly. Before placing the towel on the rim of the basin and turning to glare at Kinn.

My heart was pounding really hard on my chest as I pulled down Kinn's trousers, leaving his jet-black boxers on. Kinn raised his eyebrow and looked at me in surprise. Probably because of how I did it so effortlessly.

I then took the towel back and started wiping him again without giving him a single glance. I know you want it but I won't be giving you the satisfaction to taunt me.

My hands were busy wiping the bastard when suddenly it collided with a hard bump. I was shocked for a second, but immediately moved my hand away and wiped it in a different area.

"That's strange. Do you realize what your hand has touched?" Kinn said teasingly while gently laughing. I didn't pay much attention to what he was saying and just continued on with what I am doing to get this shit done.

I was in a completely bad mood right now and I fucking don't have a choice but to follow what he wants, when suddenly Kinn let out a strange sound. 

"Ahhh!" My heart immediately twitched and before I know it, Kinn was already holding my hand inside his boxers.

"Shiaa!" I cried out as the back of my hand touched Kinn's ranging manhood, immediately pulling my hand away. What the fuck was that?! It was hard and 

slick and –

"The hell are you shocked about?" He asked. This bastard is clearly in heat now.

"W-was that your?"

"You already saw it before Porsche, are you still going to ask me that question?" The bastard Kinn told me while grinning and I could only answer with a frown, before throwing the towel on his face.

"Who the fuck do you think you are—Hey!" 

Kinn didn't let me finish what I was about to say and pulled me by my waist and we fell together on his bed. The bastard then pinned my hands and straddled over me to make sure that I won't be able to escape.

"Ack!" A squeal escaped my lips the moment his torso hits mine with the full weight of his body.

"You alright?" Kinn's smug look on his face immediately turned into worry as he saw my reaction. 

Of course, it hurts! Damn these cousins, causing me physical pain! But I, on the other hand, didn't mind his concern because of the fear of getting caught. I couldn't even react.

"L-Let me go!" I replied in frustration as I tried to push Kinn's chest away.

"Shhhh! Somebody might hear us." Kinn whispered at me, holding a finger over his lips before immediately 

pinning my arms back on my side.

"You bastar—Let me go!" I silently snarled at Kinn.

But the fucker didn't even bother to move away and 

even leaned down closer and take a good sniff on my neck. I was startled as the immediate rush of heat and something else that can't put words into—surged throughout my whole body.

Fuck!

"I miss you." Kinn mumbled from the side of my cheek, as the tip of his nose touched the upper part of my neck, sending another wave of sheer shiver down my spine.

I bit the insides of my cheek, as I battled between my desire to get succumbed by him and my consciousness that screamed refusal. I was lost in a daze, watching his every move with a mixture of fear and pure excitement. With just that little tease-statement before, my emotions were now in a complete mess. Giving a flurry and warm feeling inside my chest.

What is this warmth?

A gasp left out my mouth as Kinn continued to paint little kisses on my neck. I bit my lip and wait for Kinn's movements full of anticipation. I felt his lip lift away from my neck and I was about to say a protest when suddenly I felt the tip of his nose touch mine. He gave me a thorough deep gaze as if he was asking for my consent before planting a soft kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes from the sensation and let the rhythm of the kiss took its course. Everything was gentle at first but before I knew it, Kinn's tongue was already intertwined with mine. He bit my lower lip, making me let out a soft moan that was immediately succumbed with his hungry mouth. I tried to push him to grasp for air, but the bastard didn't let me and just continued having his way.

"F-fucking asshole. I need to–hmm." I tried to put up a protest again, but I was too weak. Too weak for his kisses and even with his touch.

With Kinn, I am weak.

We continued fighting each other's fire and Kinn's restless hands reached for the hem of my shirt before making his way through my chest, playing with my bud. It was a very weird feeling as if I was being caught up in a wildfire. The frustrations that I've been holding this afternoon didn't help and only added to the raging desire I am feeling right now. After he took his sweet time on my chest, Kinn's hand lingered on my waist, staying there for a while before suddenly grabbing my ass.

"That hurts!" I quickly moved away from Kinn's grasp as my head turned sideways to be able to speak. 

"What's the matter?" Kinn asked on parted lips and slightly dazed eyes.

"That part, hurts." I stuttered, gasping for air at the same time as I tried to recollect my thoughts.

Kinn looked at me suspiciously and grabbed my butt once again and squeezed it forcefully.

"Shit! I told you it hurts Kinn!" I cried out and pushed his body away from me. The bastard staggered a little, before regaining his stance and sat on the side of the bed towards me.

"What have you been doing?" His cold tone immediately sends shivers to my bones. I am in danger fuck! I know that he suspects something from me, but I just pushed aside the thought and looked away.

"I-I slipped and fell." 

I didn't know why I stuttered as if I wasn't telling the truth. It's true that I fell and hurt my back but what I failed and didn't want to tell him was the fact that Vegas came to visit me without Kinn knowing but I have my reasons. This bastard is way too temperamental to listen and I'm too lazy as fuck to 

explain, so I just shut up my mouth.

Kinn kept silent for a minute or two while giving me a series of death glares. This bastard is thinking something bad about me I'm sure of it. Who knows 

what kind of twisted scenarios are playing inside of his head? As if I care! But when I can't take his scrutinizing glare anymore, turned to face him.

"Stop looking at me like that!" I snapped at him, but my voice cracked as I fixed myself, waiting for his 

response.

"Who did you get on with!?" And here we go again. 

"The hell are you talking about? I already told you that I fell!" I replied in anger. This asshole really doesn't know when to shut up.

"Answer my question!" Kinn rumbled on me, but I wasn't the one to back down on this. I didn't do anything wrong, so I gaze at him in the same savage way he was glaring at me.

"I am a man, Kinn! I'm not gay! So, stop acting as if I am your fucking bitch!" I replied darkly, accentuating each word while looking at him straight into his eyes. 

I don't know what's wrong with me, but I can clearly sense that this bastard is turning back to the same shit I genuinely hated before.

"You're mine! And no one else is allowed to touch you!" Kinn declared as he brushed off the basin, letting it hit the ground and the water spilling out into the floor. I turned my face away from him as I can't 

bear to see the pain and accusation that's been dancing on his dark orbs.

"What the fuck are you saying, Kinn!?" My hand brushed up my hair in frustration. Looking back at him with a mixture of awe and anger. I don't get him. I just don't get him at all.

"You already did it with me. And you don't have the right to go out flaunting your ass on whoever person you would see."

With that last word of his sentence, my mind just stopped. I can't believe what he just has said. Me? Flaunting my ass to somebody else? The fuck are 

you saying? I'm not a whore!

"I'm. Not. A. Whore! Just remembering doing it with an asshole like you is already making me sick!" 

I gave him a last hard glare, before heavily lifting my foot and kicking on the side of the bed then walking out. I can still hear Kinn's curses behind me, but I didn't dare to look behind, I'm way too pissed to do that. 

Pissed at how possessive he can be, and how savagely he can overreact as if I did something he didn't like, but all of this shit still, he can only see me as one of his boy-toy and nothing else. And I don't know what hurts more. The fact that he accused me of whoring or the idea that he sees me only as his 

bitch. 

I stormed out of the room and came across Pete carrying bags of food. He was about to greet me, but I just walked past him and went farther away from 

the room. My feelings were on a complete outburst as I head out to look for a taxi and went straight to Tem's condo to clear my head out.

"Have some water." Tem poured some water on the glass he was holding, before giving it to me. He was confused at first about why I am here but after a while, he just let me in.

"How are you doing?" I asked my friend who was currently contemplating his life's decisions while 

sitting on his sofa. 

This bastard! Try wearing my shoes for a while and you'll regret it for the rest of your life.

"I'm fine. How about you?" 

"I'm not. Can I stay here for a while?" I said directly and asked him with a tone I had never once used on my friends before.

Tem looked shock a little bit after seeing my face, he just nodded and didn't say anything anymore. Right now, I don't want to go back and meet anyone who is related to Kinn. I just wanted to be away from them for a while and cool my head out. I'm not being a pussy or anything, but at least I wanted him to say sorry for what he has said to me and all the bullshit he dragged me into.

"Go get a shower, I'll let you borrow my clothes too." Tem said, before throwing a towel on me.

He then made his way to get me a set of clothes. I went into the bathroom, removed my clothes before opening the shower. I let it hit my bare skin, feeling each tiny droplets wash away my irritation.

Letting the cold touch of the water clear my head for a bit. I am so damned mad for such flimsy reasons, but I can't help it, Kinn irks me so much. Everything about him is so damned annoying as I remembered his accusing eyes, a pained expression on his face, and the way his jaws gritted in anger. 

What the hell am I supposed to say? That Vegas visited me and almost kissed me, but nothing happened really?

Fuck him! Fuck his cousin! Fuck his family!

I let out my frustrations as I scrub my body forcefully. 

After doing my business inside the shower, I went out to Tem's balcony and lit up some cigarettes to smoke. In every sip I make towards my cigarette, I 

recall how trashy Kinn's attitude towards me not just what happened today, but also the other shits he has done before. 

Is there any way possible that he would change somehow? I mean he's better now than before, suddenly I felt suppressed.

I called Arm and asked him to take care of my little brother while I'm away from that shit house, before going back to my grievances. I was with disturbing thoughts when I realized that I've forgotten my files and even my notebook in Kinn's bedroom at the hospital.

"Shit!" I muttered, then I called Pete and asked him to bring the files to me at the university but the moment he answered the phone, the background sound was 

too chaotic and loud so after giving him my request, I shut my phone off. I couldn't careless why they were stressed out, but I wasn't clueless either. 

"I think it's about to rain. Don't you wanna get your clothes off the rail?"

Tem was slightly startled by my statement and nodded eventually. I look at the clothesline and helped him gather them around while my cigarette lit in my mouth. I picked up some of his clothes and notice the slightly bigger one in my hand. Those caught up my attention and even further noticed that this wasn't even his style.

"Thanks." Tem said, immediately pulling the pile of his clothes out of my hands.

I just pushed aside the thought and continued sipping on my cigarette, this bastard probably was trying a new style or something.

'You already did it with me. And you don't have the right to go out flaunting your ass on whoever person you would see.'

Fucking bastard Kinn! Fuck you! How dare you infiltrate my feelings like this! Fuck!

"Porsche! What the hell are you doing!?" Tem suddenly opened the balcony door and cursed at me loudly. I was so lost with my thoughts that I didn't even realize that I was already thrashing his washing machine.

"Sorry." I let out a long sigh of relief from the release. 

Tem then called me out to sleep and as expected, I couldn't even shut an eye. I kept on twisting and turning in every direction until Tem couldn't take it anymore and gave me an antihistamine to make me sleep. I took the pill and let it take effect on me before finally being able to shut my eye. 

It was already morning, and I had already gone out to the university. Pete then droves to my faculty and gave me my notebook and other supplies that I left in Kinn's room. The bastard was tired as hell as if he was beaten by ten horses and dragged around like a wounded dog.

"Porsche, Khun Kinn wanted to see you this evening." 

Pete told me, but I only kept silent and busied myself with the leftover work that I have for my professors today.

"Hey. Just talk to him until he calms down." Pete pleaded to me while tilting his head in my direction. 

"He started it. And I don't have plans on saying sorry first." I said back stiffly.

"Please Porsche. Last night we hardly even slept because Khun Kinn kept on yelling at us." Pete said tiredly while holding his hands towards me.

"Shut him up with a sedative. That'll do." I snapped in frustration.

I was in the middle of checking my slides on my computer when I noticed that the last three slides that I did were changed. Those were the ones that I struggled making because of the language barrier but to my surprise, it was already done. Tem then was piqued by my expression and took a look on my 

screen. I know this bastard was interested in the matter between Kinn and I but schoolwork took his full attention from it.

"Hey, that was good. Your summary is very good." Tem said and I only sighed in reply.

"Go back now, Pete. I won't be working today, so stop forcing me to." I said in a harsh voice.

Pete then made a troubled expression, but I quickly 

stepped into our building and ignored what he was about to say. Tem then turned around and waved him goodbye. 

~~~~

I stayed in Tem's condo for a third day now. By this time, I already started thinking about Kinn less because I was too busy doing my schoolwork and 

hitting the deadline. It was already 10 minutes before 8 pm when both my group and I finished our work as we lay down on the floor like bunches of dead bodies.

"Finally, our report was completed. Let's go out for a drink!" A bastard declared and everyone cheered in unison. I, myself wanted some alcohol to drench my parching throat and drown every bullshit I've been 

experiencing in my life right now. I'll go back to work tomorrow and will take a week off after again. 

"Take Pete along." Tem said and I only rolled my eyes as a reply. That bastard kept on persuading me to face Kinn whenever we got a chance to talk. He even 

waited for me outside my faculty just to beg. He's a good guy and I don't want to be mean with him, but if he kept on blabbing about Kinn, I will gladly kick him out too.

"Damn it!" I swore before taking a last glance at our reports and sending it to our professor the moment the clock hit 8. That's the wrap of our work today 

before we slump back on the floor, taking a break before going out for a drink. 

"Porsche?"

"If you won't stop talking, just go back and leave." I said to Pete when we reached the bar we are going into. He volunteered to drive us here together with Tem and the other two of my friends took a motorcycle ride.

"Give him time Pete. He'll be fine soon enough." Tem said to Pete, trying his best to ease the heavy atmosphere.

"Here is your order." 

Our booze has been served and we started taking our glasses to get a shot. We take turns whoever comes first and just go have some fun. Pete, who was super tense before, was now swaying with the beat of the music. I then was the apple of some people's eye, but I just ignore them or gave them a death glare. 

"Fancy seeing you here, Porsche." I was startled a bit when I hear my name. And when I turned to look, it was Vegas, holding over his drink towards mine. I then accepted his invitation and toasts my drink to his.

"Come sit with us. Do you come alone?" One of my friends told Vegas.

"I came with P'Beam." Vegas replied and pointed to my senior Taekwondo player's table. Those bastards smile at me, and I only faintly replied with one. After that I turned away, feeling quite guilty leaving my co-teams.

"Hey, Porsche. If I were a woman I would have been hurt by your gesture. Why are you being like this to us man?" Beam suddenly came behind me, grabbing me by the back of my neck.

"I'm just, really busy." I said while sipping the alcohol from my glass.

"Hey. Next week there will be a competition for our sports team. Will you come for me?" The bastard Beam told me with a weird look pasted all over his face.

"If I'm available." I said shortly and the bastard nodded in response. As if he already knows what I would say and how to persuade me to come.

"If Porsche competes, can I come and watch?" Vegas suddenly interrupted with enthusiasm.

"Of course! If he enters, that'll be a huge blessing because of his skills. And plus, the girls like him so much because of his extremely good posture." Phi Beam suddenly declared, making me shake my head in displeasure.

"Can I come, and see?" Vegas asked again, giving me the same smile he usually has.

"Um." I answered but I wasn't even sure if I'll be able to do what he expected. I then made my way to the washroom with Tem but my other two bastards of a 

friend tag along.

"Vegas kept on looking at you and didn't even blink an eye, Porsche!" Jom teased while giving me a stupid look on his face.

I frowned in reply, it's not as if I'm clueless at all you idiot. But I wasn't sure at the same time. I mean, people do give this stare on me every time, but there is something with those from Vegas, and it's creeping me out.

"Bastard. You know Porsche encountered shit like this every time." Tem replied Jom as we lined up for the comfort room.

"Like you?" Jom said to Tem, and he only gave Jom a stare.

"Huh? If some guy will come up and ask Porsche out it will be a cute one. Not a tough shape like Vegas, idiot!" Tem added. I, on the other hand, was feeling kind of awkward.

If these bastards only knew.

"Well, you're not wrong about that. In Porsche's case, I can see him as a top. It would be totally weird if he'll be bottoming." Jom said while laughing. I suddenly jerked my head in his direction and gave him a glare. 

"You really don't know when to shut up, do you Jom?" I said before walking straight to the sink and turning on the water gently.

"I'm just saying man, Vegas might really like you. And 

besides, it's not like I'm afraid of your tattoo or anything." Jom continued blabbering non-stop. I admit that I felt goosebumps whenever Vegas do something a bit weird, but it doesn't mean he was flirting with me.

"Flirting or not, Porsche is still a top for me." Tem declared before turning his gaze at me with a smile. He then washes his face up and I can only swallow the fact that my friends were really clueless about what happened already. Tem was even so confident that his friend is a top but turns out I wasn't.

Damn it!

"Uhm, then if I happen to like men, what would you guys say?"I asked quietly. I don't know what has gotten into me that I opened this matter to them, but two of my friends immediately turned to look at me in shock.

"No! I just— I'm asking what if–" I hurriedly waved my hands to shake the thought off, but I think it was already too late to take it back because Tem is already giving me a weird look. I then turned my gaze away and focus them on the sink instead.

"Was it Kinn?" 

My breathing immediately halted just by the sound of his name. I threw them a look before hurriedly lowering my head and aggressively washing my face. 

I didn't confirm it nor deny the fact but I think they already know what it means.

I really don't know what has gotten into me that I just carelessly told my friends I like men. I'm still confused whether it's love or just a sense of 

dependence on Kinn. But what concerns me the most now is how my friends would accept the fact that I like a man. I don't want to plainly admit my feelings, but I just can help it anymore.

"When did you realize you like him?" Bastard Tem tilted his head and asked me without any hesitation. 

"I told you. I'm just asking what if, but it doesn't mean I really like him." I still tried to defend myself.

"Come on now Porsche. It's not like we're anybody to you. We're your friends, and we will accept you whoever you would like. We're just a bit shocked at first. But it doesn't mean we didn't accept you." They said with concern. 

"I told you! I just asked! I don't like men!" I desperately tried to convince them out, but those bastards only sighed in reply.

"Fine! Whatever floats your boat, Porsche. But if there's something you wanted to talk about, don't be afraid to tell us. I'm worried about you man." 

"The hell are you talking about!?" I said and immediately walked out of the washroom.

I don't know if those bastards believed me or not but I'm quite glad that they reacted that way. But I'm still not accepting this! Who wanted to accept this thing? I won't! Even if it kills me.

The voice of the bastards echoed as they walked out of the bathroom. They were still talking about something, but I couldn't care less and just went 

straight out of the bar to smoke. I lingered on the front porch as I let the smoke of the cigarette hit my face.

The bathroom scene just a while ago was really frustrating. But if I tried to accept this, where would this get me? I just can't. Jom said that he can accept 

it, but his face was pale as fuck like he was having withdrawals.

"Why are you out here all alone?" Vegas again suddenly popped out of nowhere and greeted me. He then lit up his cigarette and casually smoked right next to me. I throw him a glance and didn't reply. 

"If there is something bothering you, you can tell me. I'm all ears." Vegas added with a smile.

I then only mimicked his gesture and smile a little. 

I sighed and was about to tell him but was suddenly stopped by his statement.

"But if I had to guess, was it because of work? Did brother Kinn tease you again?" Vegas said in a rather deep tone. I only shook my head in response. 

"Then it was really because of brother..." 

I glanced at him again as he blew out smoke while talking about his relatives in a troubled expression I don't understand.

"N-no. He's not the reason." 

You fucking bet he is!

But I couldn't just tell his cousin about it, so I just made an excuse to lessen the atmosphere. What are you plotting about Vegas?

"Well brother Kinn was like that even when we were little." He snickered a bit and added. 

"But I must admit, I was quite jealous that he can get whatever he wanted without exerting any effort. Oh, not just what but who." The moment Vegas let out his last sentence, I can feel the tension building up inside me. So, are my suspicions true?

"But of all the people he got on with, I didn't even see him getting serious with anyone. So you should be careful around him too. You don't know what he might do to you when he got the chance."

Fuck! I almost pulled out a gun and went straight to Kinn to shoot him dead. I was in a complete rage when I suddenly heard Vegas giggling.

"Hey. Were you stressed because of what I've said? I'm kidding silly. Don't worry too much Porsche, brother have a different type. No need to 

be scared." He immediately added, giving me a sense of relief but at the same time, I felt some disappointment.

Disappointed that Kinn might be doing the things that he did to me with someone else right now, or he's making others feel the emotions I am harboring at the moment. But whatever it is, I'm still pissed at 

the idea of him having someone else.

Damn it Porsche can't you man up and figure things out!?

"Let's go back now Vegas, it's already getting late." I tried to brush away the thought and distract Vegas from what he was about to say again but suddenly, a shadow came out in my peripheral vision, startling both of us.

"Porsche, watch out!" A loud gunshot echoed throughout the front of the bar, and I instinctively 

grabbed Vegas by his arm and hid him behind me. 

"Shit!" I cursed and quickly looked upon the situation while guarding Vegas at my back. He's not within my responsibility but I felt that I must protect him too 

somehow as he was Kinn's family member after all. 

The bar was in full chaos as the people ran from every direction. The music suddenly stopped, leaving us with a series of screams and shouts coming from the panicking people. 

"Are you okay?" Vegas asked me worriedly.

"Fuck!"

I was suddenly kicked from behind which make me stumbled forward to Vegas. I felt the pain in my back as I tried to stand properly. The crowd was in chaos, making it difficult for me to pinpoint whoever kicked me until a bunch of men came out from different directions.

Vegas was taken by surprise when someone tried to jump on him, but he immediately gained his composure and kicked the one who charged at him. 

The stupid bastards came on us one-by-one, and I take on them effortlessly.

"Run!" 

Vegas took a good grip on my arm and dragged me out of the scene. We got caught up in the middle of a fight, but Vegas do the liberty of kicking the bastards out of our way. We head straight towards the parking lot and were about to get in Vegas car, but some bastards still trailed on us.

"Get in Porsche!" Vegas told me and I followed without any hesitation. He then rumbled the engine and drove out of the parking lot. When we both are sure that we are already far enough, Vegas relaxed on his driving and turned his attention to me. 

"Are you okay?" He softly muttered as I was busy checking behind if we were being tailed.

"No." I slumped back in my seat before blowing out a breath of frustration. This day was supposed to be a relaxing day for me but fuck! Can I just have a day 

without anyone trying to fight or even abduct me? 

"Do you know them, Porsche?" Vegas asked. 

"No. Shit." I answered in all honesty.

This is really getting out of hand. It wasn't the first 

time that someone tried to abduct me, but someone is with me again today. And I can't afford to drag people in my mess again. I don't know why they 

kept on chasing me, but this was just too much.

"You got a cut on your eyebrows Porsche." Vegas turned to look at me with concern, turning the steering wheel towards the side. I lifted my finger and touched the said wound and saw a trail of fresh 

blood on it. 

I was about to ask Vegas for a tissue, but he was already holding one towards my wound. I was about to get it with my own hands, but Vegas get a good 

grip on my neck and lift up my hair to dab lightly on my wound.

"Don't worry. I'll just wipe the blood for you." He said before gently running the tissue over my eyebrow. 

"I'm fine. I can do it by myself." I declared but the bastard ignored my statement and even went a lot closer than before.

"Don't be stubborn. I'll be done in a minute." I gave up and just let Vegas do what he likes. He and Kinn really are related, because the more I tried to resist their offer the more they shove it to my face. Vegas was so inclined on what he was doing, that the other half of his body was already leaning against me.

"Do you have problems with anyone? Why are you being chased like this?" Vegas continue tending to my eyebrow, but he was too annoyingly close to me that even his breath is already fanning the skin on my cheek.

"Is this how the main family treats their men? Let them get chased and hurt?" Vegas said in a rather confusing tone. I don't know if he was being concerned or just taunting the main family.

"It's the price I should pay the moment I entered this kind of industry. I think you already know that." 

Just moving into the crowd was like stepping out into a den full of hungry lions.

"But at least I won't let my men get hurt like this." Vegas declared and I know better what he would say next. 

"Would you like to work for me instead?" He added. 

When I heard Vegas' last statement, I felt my body tense up, as if my senses have gone haywire. I'm the bodyguard. I'm the one who is supposed to do the 

protecting, but why do I feel like the one being protected instead? And those people who were trying really hard to get me, what do they even want from 

me?

"You don't seem to be happy at all. Every time I pay a visit at the main house, I always see you struggling or even getting caught up on something like this." 

His face was too close, and I tried to back away, but this bastard is way too strong and grabbed my arm real tight.

Fuck!

"Come stay with me Porsche, na?" 

A soft but cunning voice came out from Vegas as he locked his hands tightly on the side of my neck, making it impossible for me to turn away. He was 

way too close, that the tip of his nose has already collided with the side of my cheek. I have a very bad feeling about this, if only Kinn was here —

"Let me go!!" I shouted and suddenly a loud screeching sound was heard from outside as a car stopped right in front of us. Vegas then turned around to look ahead and I tried to push his hand away from my neck.

"Release me, Vegas." I demanded grimly. The bastard gave me a smug look before letting me go. 

I, on the other hand, looked immediately at the car in front of us and to my surprise, it was Kinn. Walking out from the driver's seat and saunter towards us like a lion ready to pounce on its rival for prey. Anger masked his dark face and danger was screaming from his very presence.

This would probably be the first time that I'm glad to see that fucking face of his. 

"Get out of the car!" Kinn shouted, wildly tapping on my side of the window. Vegas gave me a last smug look before opening up the car door.

Kinn immediately grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out of the car.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing!?" He growled at me as I staggered a little due to the harsh force that he used.

"Brother Kinn, how were you able to find us?" 

"Vegas, you bastard! What are you plotting huh? Are you trying to kidnap my man!?" 

The way Kinn roared at Vegas startled me. I've never seen him this angry with Vegas before. Usually, these two were chummy with each other, but I'm not seeing any of that right now.

"I just drove Porsche away from his attackers. Was that a bad thing brother?" Vegas went out of his car too and talked with Kinn seriously. Kinn then sighed in frustration before looking in my direction.

"You! Get in the car!" Kinn grabbed me by the arm again and dragged me towards his car. Can't you just normally tell me what to do? And stop dragging me like this!?

"Brother don't let it out on him. I just really wanted to save Porsche." Vegas came closer to Kinn's side, but the bastard faced him and held out a finger. 

"This is my last warning to you Vegas. Don't try to mess with my people again!" Kinn snapped on Vegas, before passing over him and knocking his shoulders 

with the latter. He then harshly opened the car door, took the driver's seat, and step on the pedal with all his might.

"He was just trying to help. What if I got caught up there and died? Would you rather like that?" I said calmly trying to appease his temper. I don't understand why the hell he was so angry again. When I got caught up in trouble, he'll get angry. But if someone tried to help me, he'll still be upset. What the hell is wrong with your head, Kinn?

"What are you two doing in the car?!" Kinn snapped on me and hit the sides of the steering wheel making me turn to look at him.

"Answer me!" He shouted loudly when I failed to answer his query. Kinn then hit on the gas, making the car go faster than before I almost hit my head over the headrest.

"He wiped my wound." I replied shortly, with my voice trembling at every move that Kinn make. I can feel the fear inside my chest growing little by little the more I saw Kinn's angry face.

"Why did you let him do that? Can't that fucking wound wait 'till you get home!? You're just making excuses to be with him longer! Shit!" He said harshly while cursing non-stop.

"What the hell are you talking about!!?" I snapped back at him, the moment I realized that he was, yet again, accusing me for something I didn't do.

"Why not just do it at home like what you did last time!?" He added and I only looked at him with awe. 

What the hell are you talking about asshole?! 

"What??"

"You're giving me that attitude now, but you didn't even bother to tell me that you let Vegas inside your room!" With that last statement of his, I bit my lip tightly. My palms went cold looking at the sneering eyes of Kinn.

"Not everyone was like you! So, stop accusing me of something that I didn't even do!" I replied in anger. Here we go again. The same Kinn is back, and I can feel my blood boiling from every accusation that he makes. You have already spoken too much insult at me Kinn, and I can't just let it slide this time.

"So, you wanted to be with Vegas, right!?" 

"Kinn I–Ugh! I hate you! I fucking hate you!!" I punched the dashboard of the car, before letting my headrest on it. Kinn looked at me in displeasure before gesturing for me to get up.

"Sit properly you bastard. I can't see the side mirrors!" 

Kinn used his other hand to lift up my shoulders, but I just flicked him out.

"I don't fucking care." I pushed his hands away and let my face bury on the rough surface of the dashboard. 

When we reached the house, Kinn harshly opened his car door and mine before dragging me out of my seat. I saw Arm and the rest who was about to go in my direction, but Kinn gave them a look and everyone pulled out in fear. The bastard Big was about to walk towards Kinn as well, but the bastard was pushed away by this stupid ass.

When we reached my room, Kinn angrily pushed the door open and forcefully threw me into the bed. 

"What the hell is wrong with you!?" I turned to look at him anxiously as I tried to lift myself up from the fall. 

"So, you admit that you really did it with Vegas!?" Kinn said once again as I looked at him exhaustedly. 

"I told you I didn't do it! What else do you fucking want from me?!" I can't help but yell back at him. 

"Then why the fuck are you hurt? And Vegas was naked inside your room!?"

"I already told you that I fell and hurt my back! And Vegas was naked because I spilled bubble tea on his shirt– Ahh! Why the fuck am I even explaining? You won't listen to whatever I say anyway!"

I threw my pillows together with my blanket on Kinn, who kept turning his face away and dodging the flying lines.

"And how about what Tanakhun said? How would you explain that?" Kinn asked me again, but his voice sound calmer than before.

"Would you believe your crazy brother over me? I already told you! He only came to visit me nothing else!" I responded with all my left-over emotions as I grasp the fabric of the sheets angrily.

"Tsk!" 

Kinn smirked looking at me as if he didn't believe everything that I have said. I can't believe that he gave me a look so I finally lost all control and lunged forward, grabbing him by the collar.

"I fucking hate you!" I yelled shaking him back and forth.

"S-stop Porsche! What do you want me to think? I saw you both with my own two eyes. Your face was close like that to Vegas. Anyone could misunderstand!" 

I didn't listen to the bastard and continued on gripping hard on his neck. I want to strangle the bastard and choke him to death! Kinn then gripped my wrist and pulled me together with him to sit on the edge of the bed.

After a long cursing and pulling, we both decided to sit on the bed and just kept silent. Nobody utter a word as we both reflected on what we'd done just 

a moment ago. Kinn then suddenly came closer to me, but I quickly blocked his gesture with a statement.

"Shut up. Or else I'll snap your neck."

He pursed his lips closed before gently putting his hands on my shoulders and turning me in his direction. Kinn looked at me in the eye and was quite 

hesitant to touch my cheek first, but eventually took a hold of it and checked my wound.

"Where does it hurt?" He softly asked me, but I only grunted in response.

"Why don't you ask me tomorrow?! I'm not in the mood to talk right now." I snapped at him but remained seated. Kinn then took out a finger and gently trailed the line of my eyebrows.

"When Pete called me and said that you're alone with Vegas, I think I've gone insane and hurriedly drove out." Kinn murmured softly.

I can see how hard he tried to hold back his raging 

emotions but failed miserably, making his voice quiver. 

"Vegas only came to help me because somebody tried to abduct me again. Believe it."

Kinn threw his head down on my shoulders, before slowly exhaling his breath. He was about to grasp my face again, but I halted his gesture by holding on to his wrist.

"I'm going to ask you again Kinn. Why are you so angry with Vegas?" Kinn lifted his face looking intently at me. I turned to look at him too and as I stared into those deep orbs of his, I can see the sadness in there. Confusion and uncertainty were clouding his face as I tried so hard to decipher what he was thinking.

Were you angry because he was part of the second family? Or because he was close to me? 

I held my breath as I waited for his answer.

"So you really don't have anything with Vegas, right?" 

Kinn with his soft expression asked me again for the last time. I felt a sudden pinch on my heart, just like whenever Kinn talked to me in that tone. 

Tingling sensations always took over me as I try to figure out where these feelings are coming from. The mixture of emotions swimming inside me was way too unbearable, making me choke on my breath. I bowed down and with a tightened shoulder, I tried to speak but it came out sounding breathless.

"I can't do it with anyone anymore."