It's After Dark.

Wrong Buttons.

WARNING

THIS STORY CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC AND EXPLICIT CONTENT.

MENTIONS OF BDSM, POLYGAMOUS RELATIONSHIP, BEARER (YOU NAME IT).

PLEASE DON'T PROCEED IF NOT YOUR PREFERENCE. I DONT WANT TO HURT ANYBODY...

You got any problem... Please contact me first before thinking that you got all the power in the world by mentally breaking someone with reporting their hardwork...

I have given you enough WARNINGS. So I expect you to proceed with caution and knowledge of what you are proceeding to.

Reader's discreet adviced.

Happy reading peeps... Thank you for reading and loving this book so far...

I AM FINALLY LIVING UP TO MY NAME...

Love,
Bamboo_shoot.

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Kong was having a temper tantrum. He was fuming. And in tears. Tears of pain and anger.

He watched the television screen with angry tears and choked on his sobs. Trying to ignore the burn in his chest. As he stared at the handsome twin faces looking back at him with one woman in each of their arms. While the media gushed about how good of a couple they looked like.

Kong hugged his folded legs tighter and let his sorrow consume him, as he sobbed and sobbed without being able to help himself.

His room is a mess with things around him. Tossed and thrown.

His glasses were misplaced as he refused to fix himself anyways. He knows he always knew... That this is his fate. He is just an orphan.

They helped him, gave him education and a life away from the slum where he lived as a bummer.

But how can you console your heart? How can you tell it not to love?

How can you not think that you are loved looking into their eyes? Especially the hazel ones that stared at him through the screen.

Kongpob loved them... Loved both of them with his Everything... But he drowned deeper into the hazel ones...

He was new to this arrangements of the relationship... He thought they are supposed to be between two people. He thought it was supposed to be soft and warm... He thought relationships are supposed to be dreams and memories... But he got introduced to this new world...

He was scared when they entered his life like a storm. Turning his whole life upside down... Opening doors to possibilities, that he didn't know there is...

And when this would overwhelm him, he would seek comfort from the objects of all his ordeals... But, he soon knew his place... His role... He wasn't here for love... He was here for lust... That was his role.

He wasn't here to receive their love... He is here to receive their hunger for his body... As long as it pleased them. And that's his only role.

And now... Looking at the television screen, he realised... He was very much replaceable... Why did he feel that they can actually love him... That they can actually care for a loser like him... Why did he think, he was more than just their toy...

They don't even show him to the world. He stays all alone like always, just in a luxurious place now. With the best view of the city. And all the facilities... Everything Kongpob owned or had, was gifted or given by them. For being their good boy...

He is just their plaything. Just a dirty secret, that no one wanted to show... So why did he think, he can actually be important to them.

Kong looked at the screen again... The women in their designer dresses looked so good besides them. Meant for each other....