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BEAM
I woke with the doorbell ringing. I hated this. Why? Because I know what is on the other side of the door. Food. Specifically, my breakfast. After that nerve-wracking breakfast with Forth, he said, more like laid it as a doctrine, that he will be providing me my basic needs and ensuring my wellbeing. Hence, food deliveries and car and chauffeur. This has been going for almost 2nweeks. I need to talk to that asshole again. He has no right to run and decide on how I live. But it seems that he is busy since I had asked his minions before to meet him to talk but they just said that he is busy.
I walked gloomily to the door and opened it petulantly. I glared at the MIB agent before me.
"Good morning Doctor. Here is your breakfast. Mr. Jaturapoom ordered you a full English breakfast, please eat a lot. Do you have any requests for your lunch?"
'Yes. For you to not appear here.' I wanted to tell him. But I know that he will not have any of my objection since it's Forth's orders.
"Please tell Mr. Jaturapoom that he does not need to send me food or have a car and driver to drive me. I am more than capable to do them all by myself." I looked at him seriously. He just looked at me blankly, like my words just run past his ears.
"Mr. Jaturapoom firmly said that we are to do this and not to take any of your refusal or demands that are contradictory to his orders." The MIB agent drone out his worn-out speech.
I just sighed with my eye twitching. What was I expecting? It's fucking Forth we are talking about here. His way is the only way. I really need to talk to him personally to stop this madness.
"You can go then. I will have anything for lunch." I said dejectedly and closed the door.
I set the food on my small dining table and grabbed a plate and utensils. I also turned my coffee maker on and decided to eat my breakfast in the living room while watching TV. As I sat on my sofa, I started to contemplate my current predicament. Forth seems so serious about having me. If this is him courting me then he needs to change his method. This is not how you court someone. I don't even know why he would want me. Well, yes we had a past, but that was just one night. If he really likes me then he should have pursued me before. We have met each other then and he was treating me the same as Pha and the engineering gang. Gosh! I'm already having a headache. I stood up when I heard the coffee machined ding. I just decided to have my breakfast and then go out. I need some fresh air and distractions with what is happening with my life. As I take a bite of my food I grimiced, I wanted to get more frustrated, because the food was heavenly. I hate Forth.
Forth
"Is this all the blueprints and the legal papers that I would be needing?" Fighter asked me while stacking the folders on the table in one of the conference rooms in my building.
"Yes. But if any problem should come, you can trust my people that I will send with you to solve it. You can also call the main office here if your end could not handle it." I decided to delegate the project to the Philippines because I could not leave Thailand. I want to focus on chasing Beam. I did not expect the feelings that came to me when I saw him again. The sheer wants and need to have him, in my arms, in my life. When I had him in my arms it awoke some primal things in me. Right there and then I decided that Beam should stay in my arms. I knew then that I needed Beam.
Since the project in the Philippines is a big one I could not just send anyone. My trusted ones currently have big projects on their tables. Fighter just came in the right moment, he may be from another firm but I know his caliber. He is one of the best here and we run in the same circle so I would know that I could trust him. Besides, I will be sending some of my employees with him.
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