Price Of Slap

Part-01

No proofreading.
Forgive my grammatical errors.

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Plakkk...

A shrieking sound of Slap echoed in Manager's room.

All were stunned with what Mr. Thanapon has done to his son.

Beam cupped his face with his left palm where his father just slapped him while glaring at his father.

"I said you won't go home for study. There is nothing you could do with study. If you wants me to still pay for your mother's life then do what I said."
Said Mr. Thanapon angrily.

"Then allow me to work in place of Kit. He needs to go home. His sister is sick."
Beam asked bravely forgetting the burning sensation on his cheek because of hard slap.

"Kit...Phana...this that...do you have anything else?"
Asked Mr. Thanapon irritatingly.
Beam smiles softly.

"I have my mother. For whom I am living or you could say selling myself in your high profile casino."
Beam said challenging his father.

"Dont forget that I am paying for your education."
Older man tried to intimidate his only son.

"Yes ofcourse Father...like how you are paying for my sick mother expenses in return of my freedom so that i can lure high profile customers here."
Beam mocked and put Kit's waist coat to work on his place serving drinks for today.

Kit helplessly whispered Thankyou.

He smiles in return.

"I'll bring lunch tomorrow."
He said to Kit and start working with Phana for the night shift.

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"I have heard so much about this casino. Lets have some fun here tonigh."
Forth said loosening his tie looking at Casino building.

"Its owner is money minded person who is greedy beyond greed's definition."
Lam said putting his glasses down.

"Then lets play with him tonight."
Said Park turning off the engine.

Lam brings two black suitcase with him whereas Park carrying the shoulder bag.

Forth was smoking while entering.

Three of them got seperated as if they don't know each other.

Forth went to Bar stool and sat leisurely.

"One glass of Royal whiskey."
He said in baritone voice.

Beam turned around and served him what he asked.

Forth looks at pale hand which he bet is as soft as cotton and then meet with the eyes of the owner of that pale hand.

But the other person was oblivious to the look Forth was giving him.

He served him drink and turn to other customer.

"What's your name?"
Asked Forth taking his glass.

"None of your business."
Beam shot angrily. It is what he hated most here that everybody wants to know him that too for inappropriate reasons.

"Spend Night with me."
Forth didn't asked but stated it like he owns Beam, the other thing Beam hated most. Like how his father always compelled him saying that he owns Beam because he brought him on earth.

"I am not for sale."
Beam said angrily and turn to leave hastily when Forth jerkily pulls his wrist making him sit on his lap.

"What did you just said?"
He asked glaring at Beam.