Billionaire Boy In Love | MewGulf AU story

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-' No, it's not working!' The producer shook his head, much to Mew's dismay.
-' But you asked me to change some parts and I did that, now after a long week, you're saying it's not working...' Mew said.
-' Yeah well, it's my money and I decide if things are working or not...' The producer shot back.
-' Please tell me how to rectify, I'll try again...' Mew was disappointed.
-' You don't need to come back until I ask you to.' stated the fat-bellied man, with a hysterical laughter, ' I'll let you know, you're dismissed. Thank you Mr. Suppasit.' he concluded.
-' But Sir....' Mew couldn't finish.
-' I said thank you, you may leave now.' Said the man in a harsh tone.

Mew said nothing after that, he picked his guitar up and left the office. He was angry, frustrated, disappointed and everything that goes with it. He couldn't believe he got another refusal. He had put his heart and soul in this song, that he had to change some parts of it to make it according to the choice of the cranky producer. All this only to get rejected by him, again.

This was the fifth time.

Mew wanted to cry, he wanted to scream his heart out. In this way, he would never be able to have the dream break in the music industry.

At that point, he wished he was a rich guy, and not the son of a poor family, who had to pay for his sister's education, his mother's medical expenses and the rent of their apartment.

Sure, he's got the incredible looks, but he's got no money.

Ding!!!

A text message notification broke his trail of thoughts, he took his phone out to read it.

"100000 baht has been credited to your account...(rest of the text is not important)"

Mew wanted to throw his phone away. At that very moment he was upset like anything, the last thing he wanted was a flashback of last night.
The worst part was, he had sent his phone number to that brat's secretary. Now Gulf could contact him anytime if he wanted to.

And anyway, Mew was not quitting his night job at any cost. He couldn't hide from Gulf.

He was so bothered because something in his mind told him it wasn't the last time he was meeting Gulf Kanawut.

Mew sighed and left.

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Mew had put his business smile on, but deep inside he was dying because of what had happened in the morning. He was upset to the core of his heart. However, he was serving his customers and flirting with them, because he needed more tips. At that very point, Mew hated his life.

Zoey noticed that and when there was no one around the bar, she came and tried to cheer Mew up by doing some "Activities" of her own. But Mew wasn't responding.

-' Whatever has happened, you're still hot.' Zoey tried to kiss him.
-' Zoey...' Mew stopped for a moment and stepped back, ' Look, I don't want to insult you, you're very good and I know you want to cheer me up, but.... I guess I'm upset beyond imagination today.' He closed his eyes. ' Please don't do this, I'm sorry.'
-' Hey chill... It's just.. you know I was...' Zoey took Mew's hand in hers, ' I was thinking if...'

She was about to say something when someone entered and the whole crowd got silent.

It was Gulf Kanawut.

With his so called people, of course.

Zoey was not really happy to see him today, she had something in her mind that she wanted to tell Mew. But as soon as she saw him, she left the bar, saying she'd talk to Mew later.

'Oh no! Not this again please!' Mew thought but kept his business smile on.

-' Mew! So good to see you again.' Gulf smirked and took the seat just in front of the handsome bartender.
-' Hello Mr. Kanawut. What can I help you with tonight?' Mew smiled his sweetest.

Deep inside, he was wishing some slut to arrive and take this brat far away from his sight.

Even Zoey left, why God? Why?

-' I'd like the same as last night, Mew..' Gulf said in a husky tone.

Mew's smile was gone. He was not sure about his feelings. But he was sure he didn't want to do it again, at least, at that very night.

-' In the dressing room again? Or do you want to go to place tonight?' Gulf asked.
-' Sir,' Mew's expression changed into a dark one. ' I don't want to do it.' He stated.
-' But you've got your money, haven't you?' Gulf asked.
-' I did,' Mew answered, ' But I don't want to do it with you again..'
-' You're actually saying no to me?' Gulf was no happy at all.
-' Yes, I am.' Mew started making a drink for another customer.
-' You just want more money don't you?' Gulf chuckled. ' Because it was a deal to make me cum and take 1 million, I made you fuck me last night and paid nothing for it.'

Mew didn't answer, his blood started boiling.

-' so, just ask for it straight.' Gulf shot, ' How much?'

Mew still didn't answer.

-' 19 million?' Gulf asked.

No answer.

-' You know the amount of time you're ignoring my words since last night, if it was anyone else, I would have appointed people to kill them and nobody would have found out.' Gulf was angry.
-' I didn't ask for any money, would you please find another person for tonight?' Mew finally answered.
-' I won't, I want you.' Gulf shot back.
-' And I'm not available, sorry.' Mew gave him a tequila and stepped back.
-' Don't play hard to get.' Gulf warned him.
-' And you don't behave like a brat, I know you're one, but please...' Mew went soft.

Gulf looked at him, puzzled.

-' Today...' Mew took a deep breath, ' Was very difficult for me. You know, not everyday goes the same. I'm not in right mind at all, in fact, I'm fully messed up right now. That's why I'm saying, please, don't play with my mind tonight. Let me do my work. Please.' Mew sounded tired.

Gulf was confused. He was already drunk from a previous party, and now all he wanted was to get that thick and hard dick of Mew's inside his core. He couldn't think about anything else but last night.

He was sore this morning, but an appointment st the spa made him relaxed and okay.

-' I'll give you 20 million more tonight,' Gulf said and had the drink.

Mew couldn't believe it. He had said everything he had in his mind to this idiot and all he wanted was to get fucked hard. Why was he so insane and heartless?

Spoilt brat things.

Mew wanted to smash Gulf's head on the bar, but he controlled himself. He continued his job behaving as if Gulf didn't exist.

-' I even got a lube today.' Gulf said.

That was no good, at all. Mew was already furious, his blood was boiling, his heart was sad, his mind wasn't stable, and cherry on top, Gulf's plump lips and seductive look was making it terrible.

He was wearing a black shirt today, with sleeves rolled up and first three buttons undone.

Mew could see his chest mole, Mew could feel his blood running south.

He found himself getting a boner.

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Next chapter won't be funny at all..