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A unexpected encounter towards Mew Suppasit, a Mafia Boss, who had gone to Paris for a business. and, Gulf Kanawut, who had lived in Paris for such a long time
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_______________________ Gulf's POV
Waking up, my head is pounding; I feel like it's being hammered. I groaned, prying my eyes open. I'm actually glad that the room is not that bright. The bed feels so warm. I inhaled the scent of the blanket; it gives me a comfortable feeling. I pulled the blanket over my head, letting the scent cover me.
"This...feels nice," I told myself. I was about to fall asleep again when I remembered something.
I sat up fast and looked around the room. I don't remember going here with the others or what happened last night. My head aches again. I place my left hand on my head and close my eyes, hoping for the pain to go away.
When the aching finally stopped. I looked down and saw my clothes; they're so much bigger than mine, and I'm only wearing boxers. My heart dropped when scenarios started to appear inside my head. What happened last night was still a blur, but I remember a man touching me?
Shivers ran down my whole body. I gripped the blanket and brought it up to my chin. My body is trembling; it's more like I'm beyond shocked and disgusted about my body. How can I be that careless? I don't even remember the man's face. I'm worried that Air and the others might be looking for me, but where am I?
The door slowly opened, catching my attention. I watched the door open attentively, being cautious of who it'd be. The blanket helps me cover my neck and whole body, with my head popping out.
The man came in, and I was surprised to see who it was. P'Mew?
Mew came inside slowly, holding a tray of food in both of his hands. He's looking at the tray, probably making sure not to spill it. He got inside, his back facing me, and he closed the door with his foot. He turned around and looked up; he froze, seeing me already sitting. I looked at him with huge eyes as well.
"I was just about to wake you up," he said, walking toward me. Mew pulled something under the bed; it was an attachable table. Setting the table up, he placed the tray of food down. My stomach growled, making me blush. Mew looked at me and laughed softly. "You can eat now since it's already noon; you can go downstairs once you're ready; and don't worry, I already cleaned you up last night, but if you ever want to take a bath again, that's the bathroom, and I'll just bring your clothes here since the maids already washed them up."
I was stunned for a minute but got the courage to ask, "What happened last night?"
His eyes say that he's hesitating to tell me, but he sighed, "You got drugged last night at the party. I found you almost being molested by a man. I brought you here then... yeah."
I looked away, burying my face in the blanket that I was holding. "D-Did we...umm... do it?" I asked, not being able to look at him because of embarrassment.
I felt a hand on my head, making me look up. Mew placed his hand on my cheek; his hands felt warm, and I unconsciously snuggled on them. "No, we did not actually go all the way, but I just helped you out."
