City of Love [Zaintsee]

Chapter 3

Saint couldn't stop thinking about Zee, he somehow wanted to find him and get close to him, the only thing holding back Saint was he feared Zee might be straight or worse homophobic. Saint kept tapping his feet from the time he entered his room and he kept pacing up and down, before he could realise it, it was already 12 AM and Saint knew that his mom would be sleeping and the house would be empty.

He slowly walked down the stairs and stood at the bottom. He kept looking at the direction of his mother's office and he took a few steps forward and then immediately changed his mind and went straight to the kitchen. He opened the fridge and took out a water bottle. He was gulping down cold water to calm himself down, as he was thinking about stealing some information about Zee. For that, he first needs to steal the key to the office, he knew exactly where it was but he was still afraid because obviously even if it is his own house stealing is a crime.

Saint took a heavy breath and slowly headed towards his mother's room, he opened the door and saw his mother sleeping. He tiptoed and reached his mother's bedside table. His hands were trembling and heart was pumping in his chest, he was sweating and concentrating so hard to not make a sound. He slowly opened the drawer of the night stand and there it was, the key.

Saint slowly grabbed the key and now he was trying to close the drawer, he was so focused. His mom suddenly shifted in her sleep and Saint almost jumped out of fear of being caught. He clutched his chest feeling his thumping heart, he let out another heavy breath and slowly closed the drawer completely. He then tip-toed out of the room and closed it. He heaved a breath, inhaling and exhaling. He again went to the kitchen and gulped down cold water. And then finally decided to go to the office room.

He entered the office room after 10 minutes because he was debating with himself whether he should do it or not. He went straight to the shelves and checked for Zee's file with the help of his phone flashlight, when he finally found it a smile cracked on his face. He pulled it out and looked into it, he scoffed at all the pictures of him with girls and then he clicked some pictures using his phone in which Zee was alone and handsome, in other words every picture in which Zee was alone.

Then he saw the report his mother made and brushed through it "Zee Pruk Panich... From Thailand... Bangkok, umm okay... Only son... Parents own a multi million dollar company... Comes to Paris every summer and stays for a month... Playboy... Goes around with girls... But never goes beyond the limit... Okay okay... I've heard all that, I need something more, his number of address or something" Saint was talking to the paper in his hand

"never approaches anyone... never use anyone for anything... he always pays for everything... reason for not taking advantage of anyone... Unknown? Seriously?... Huh then I will find out" he turned to the next page and he found it "he always stays in the same hotel room every time he visits Paris...Hotel de Crillon room 207... Yess... I found you" Saint whisper shouted but still looked around to check, no one heard it. He arranged everything back to the way it was and went to his room.

The next morning, Saint was leaving for his morning jog and his mother was standing in front of her office and observing something from different angles.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Saint asked

"I remember so well that I locked the door and kept the key in the drawer by my bed... I don't know how it came back to the doorknob"

Amy was focused on the doorknob and Saint's eyes widened, he mentally hit himself for being so careless and forgetting to keep the key back from where it was taken.

"Huh...ha...haha...mom... your getting old now you have started to forget things" he said and quickly ran out the door

"Hey... Whom are you calling old?" Amy yelled from inside