Help me to love again (finished)

Chapter 12 : « Vegas Saetang... you're going to kill me» [+18]

Pete

I'm literally sweating with anxiety. Vegas Saetang is the client I served last night and who gave me the 9000 baht of tip.

I can't believe he's currently sitting next to me, following a business law oven.

In addition to that, Porsche behaves strangely. He clings to my thigh as usual but this time if he brought his chair closer to mine, as if he wanted to stick me even more than usual. He passed his hand around my hip and put his head on my shoulder.

I suspect he wants to show in Vegas that I am already with someone and that he has no interest in testing anything with me.

So that Porsche does not suspect that Vegas and I already know each other from last night, I enter his physical contact game by caressing his hair when I don't take note of the course. Vegas glances at me from time to time, making infinitely grins and sparkling glances.

If he continues to do this, Porsche will end up asking himself questions and I will end up dying because of the violence he will do to me.

I breathe deeply and with relief when there is the teacher who announces twenty minutes of break. Porsche taps my thigh to tell me that we are going to go to the toilet. I'm turning red but keep calm. I know exactly what we are going to do there... and you too, dear reader.

Vegas tells me:

- Can you send me the lessons now? That way I look at them a little...

I do it without discussing. Porsche doesn't seem happy that I'm slow to get up but it doesn't matter. He knows that I have a valid reason and I will not deprive myself of using it.

The more time I take to send classes to Vegas, less time Porsche will spend in my buttocks.

But Porsche is not that stupid. He leans towards me:

- Hurry up, otherwise I'll get angry.

I widen my eyes with terror. I don't have to get beaten... because when I am, it takes me several days to recover. Last time I had to stop work because of Porsche and the blows he gave me. I was in so much pain that I couldn't move much. Porsche doesn't realize how physically powerful he is and that sometimes I'm afraid he'll break my bones.

- Yes Porsche I'm coming...

Vegas asks:

- Are you going somewhere?

Porsche answers:

- Yes, in your ass.

I blush with embarrassment and finish sending lessons to Vegas who obviously doesn't like how Porsche talks to him.

- You could be kind enough to talk normally, right? I didn't do anything to you at all.

Porsche takes a black look at Vegas that supports him.

- I don't like to hear you ask unnecessary questions so I answer you as I want to answer you...

He then grabs me by the arm and invites me to follow him. People in the class don't comment and don't notice that I'm uncomfortable.

As long as we leave the classroom, I have the right to comments from Porsche.

- This asshole Vegas doesn't inspire me confidence ... you have to be blind not to see how he devours you with his eyes...

I don't know what to answer, afraid to attract the wrath of Porsche who takes me into an empty classroom in the law building.

- We don't have time to go to the toilet... I'm going to fuck you here.