Chapter 3 (1/2)
Naret's men swiftly retrieved Bella, finding her at the park with her nanny. They marveled at Bella's intelligence, though they encountered some difficulty capturing her. However, when they mentioned her foster father's name, Bella's demeanor shifted, a melancholic look clouding her expression.
Instead of being housed in Naret's main house, Bella was placed with Naret's foster children. Despite Naret's ruthless reputation, he refused to subject innocent children to the same hardships he endured as a child, abandoned by his parents at a young age.
As Naret prepared, his trusted right-hand man, William, informed him that the person he wanted to see had arrived. From a distance, the man appeared even more striking in person than on television. Approaching Tin, Naret couldn't help but notice the impressive physique and chiseled features. Despite Tin's stoic expression, Naret sensed an intriguing aura about him. With a calculated move, Naret reached out, tracing Tin's face down to his neck, expecting a reaction. To his surprise, Tin remained impassive, standing straight as Naret tested his limits by applying pressure to his neck.
Suddenly, a swift hand struck Naret, causing him slight discomfort. It was Tin, showing no emotion, behaving like a statue until he sprang into action, alerting Naret's men. Just as they moved to apprehend Tin, Naret intervened with a commanding voice.
"Leave now," Naret ordered, his tone brooking no argument.
As Tin released Naret's collar, his voice remained icy calm as he demanded answers.
Tin: What do you want from me?
Naret: Well, you're the reason I've incurred significant losses due to the mission you pulled off.
Naret observed Tin's quick comprehension and sensed the underlying anger in his tone. Without hesitation, Tin's hand gripped Naret's collar tightly.
Tin: You're one of the masterminds behind the drug transactions, aren't you? You're the one behind Avan.
With a smirk, Naret taunted Tin, unfazed by the accusation. As Tin held Naret's collar, Naret provocatively sniffed Tin's hand before licking it. Reacting swiftly, Tin punched Naret, causing blood to trickle from his mouth. Naret smirked, savoring the taste of his own blood, maintaining a cold expression as he adjusted his suit.
Naret: You'll do whatever I want if you don't want anything to happen to your foster child.
As Tin advanced towards Naret once more, Naret's men surrounded him. Naret watched with eager anticipation, admiring Tin's combat skills. With a wide grin, Naret eagerly anticipated the climax of the confrontation. Suddenly, one of Naret's men shot Tin, causing him to collapse unconscious.
The scene was tense and dramatic, filled with power dynamics and underlying threats, as Naret toyed with Tin, reveling in the control he had over the situation.
As Tin released Naret's collar, his voice remained icy calm as he demanded answers.
Tin: What do you want from me?
Naret: Well, you're the reason I've incurred significant losses due to the mission you pulled off.
Naret observed Tin's quick comprehension and sensed the underlying anger in his tone. Without hesitation, Tin's hand gripped Naret's collar tightly.
Tin: You're one of the masterminds behind the drug transactions, aren't you? You're the one behind Avan.
With a smirk, Naret taunted Tin, unfazed by the accusation. As Tin held Naret's collar, Naret provocatively sniffed Tin's hand before licking it. Reacting swiftly, Tin punched Naret, causing blood to trickle from his mouth. Naret smirked, savoring the taste of his own blood, maintaining a cold expression as he adjusted his suit.
Naret: You'll do whatever I want if you don't want anything to happen to your foster child.
As Tin advanced towards Naret once more, Naret's men surrounded him. Naret watched with eager anticipation, admiring Tin's combat skills. With a wide grin, Naret eagerly anticipated the climax of the confrontation. Suddenly, one of Naret's men shot Tin, causing him to collapse unconscious.
The scene was tense and dramatic, filled with power dynamics and underlying threats, as Naret toyed with Tin, reveling in the control he had over the situation.
In Naret's dimly lit room, Tin was chained, surrounded by bare-chested men whose eyes fixated on him. A surge of anger coursed through Tin, and he clenched his fists in frustration. Kneeling, he glared at the half-naked figures before him, seething with contempt. Among them, Naret emerged from the shadows, draped in nothing but a towel.
As one of the shirtless men approached Naret, they shared a kiss, but notably, Naret refrained from kissing on the lips. Instead, he instructed another man to entice Tin. Approaching with confidence, the shirtless man caressed Tin's chest, gradually revealing the scars and marks left by the stabbings. Naret observed with a wicked grin as the man kissed each mark, heightening Tin's discomfort.
When the man reached for Tin's trousers, aiming to expose more, Naret intervened aggressively. Grabbing the man by the hair, Naret violently yanked him away, shocking Tin with the unexpected turn of events. Furious, Naret scolded the man and tossed him out of the room, demanding that he clean up his act.
Naret's calculated aggression served as a stark reminder of his dominance and unpredictability. Tin, though restrained, felt a glimmer of hope in the face of Naret's unexpected actions. The room buzzed with tension, leaving Tin uncertain about what would happen next.
With a menacing glare, Naret approached Tin and knelt before him, his voice dripping with malice.
Naret: Why is it that you show emotion for others, but stand before me like a stoic statue?
His tone resonated with anger, revealing Naret's own inner turmoil. Consumed by his fury, Naret impulsively kissed Tin, driven by a mixture of rage and frustration. Tin remained unresponsive, his expression devoid of emotion as Naret continued to force himself upon him. Undeterred, Naret intensified the kiss, his hand trailing down Tin's neck, then to his chest, and further down to his abdomen.
Their aggressive embrace was filled with tension and conflicting emotions, with Naret's hand lingering on Tin's body, leaving a trail of burning desire. Breaking away from the kiss, Naret noticed the scar on Tin's chest and tenderly wiped it clean before planting another kiss, leaving behind a mark of his own.
Though Tin remained silent, his mind raced with plans of escape and revenge. He knew he had to play along with Naret's schemes for now, biding his time until he could reclaim his daughter and exact vengeance upon Naret for his actions.
As Naret slowly undressed Tin, revealing his body with a sense of anticipation, he couldn't help but notice the cold expression on Tin's face as he looked at him. It was as if his anger only made him more alluring to Naret. Naret couldn't deny the growing interest he had in Tin ever since he first saw him on TV. But that interest had only intensified when he saw him up close and realized just how perfect he was, like a creation from a higher power.
As Naret removed Tin's trousers, he discovered something unexpected, something that only added to Tin's allure. It was a unique feature that not many people had the chance to see. With a mischievous smile, Naret sat on Tin's lap, his body moving in a seductive rhythm, enticing Tin to let out soft moans. He embraced him tightly, his hands exploring every inch of his body, igniting a fire within both of them.
Naret's kisses were passionate and intense, leaving a trail of desire on Tin's skin. He couldn't resist the temptation to leave his mark on him, to show him just how much he affected him. As he gently tugged on Tin's hair, Naret's lips trailed down his neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses. He sensually sucked on his earlobes, sending shivers down his spine, all while Tin's moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure.
In that moment, Naret couldn't help but wonder why Tin's expression, even in the midst of pleasure, was so incredibly arousing to him. There was something about him that drove him wild, something he couldn't quite understand. But one thing was for sure, their connection was undeniable, and the passion between them was reaching its peak.
Naret was suddenly awakened by a realization, causing him to abruptly stop in his tracks. He couldn't help but question why he was so incredibly turned on by Tin's body and face. It was as if a wave of clarity washed over him, making him question his own desires and actions.
Feeling a mix of confusion and guilt, Naret made the difficult decision to leave, leaving Tin alone and exposed. However, before he left, Naret couldn't bear to leave Tin completely vulnerable. In a moment of consideration, he grabbed a nearby blanket and tossed it over Tin's body, ensuring that he was at least covered and protected.
As Naret walked away, his mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. He couldn't shake off the intense attraction he felt towards Tin, but he also couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that something wasn't right. It was as if a voice in his head reminded him of the boundaries he had set for himself, a reminder to protect his own space and privacy.
With a heavy heart, Naret made a mental note to reinforce the rules to those around him. He wanted to make it clear to everyone that no one was allowed to enter his room without permission. It was a stern reminder to himself and a precautionary measure to ensure that he wouldn't be tempted by such intense desires again.
The room fell into a heavy silence as Tin lay there, covered by the blanket that Naret had tossed over him. The air was thick with anticipation and uncertainty, leaving both Naret and Tin to grapple with their own emotions and desires.