The son of a wealthy businessman finds himself falling in love with the family driver and faces his father's wrath upon discovery of this forbidden affair.
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Third Person POV
"Drive safely," Mr. Ratsameerat advised Yin as Yin climbed into the driver's seat.
"I will, sir," Yin promised.
Mr. Ratsameerat watched anxiously as Yin eased the car out of the driveway with Mr, Ratmameerat's only son Wanarat seated in the back passenger seat.
Mr. Ratsameerat had observed that Yin was sometimes a hotheaded and impatient driver and would sometimes forget traffic rules in order to get quickly to his destination.
He really had not wanted to hire Yin but the previous family driver, Wichapas Sumetikul, had quit without sufficient notice, citing urgent personal reasons.
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For those who might not know him, his name is Bible Wichapas Sumetikul, the actor who portrayed the role of Vegas in the Thai BL series KinnPorsche.
Mr. Ratsameerat was forced to hire Yin to replace Wichapas without any background check because he needed a replacement quickly.
Mr. Ratsameerat had hired Yin straight from an employment agency who provided immediate staffing at very stiff rates.
Although Mr. Ratsameerat's son Wanarat was old enough to drive himself to university, he could not bring himself to sit behind the wheel. The reason behind it went back many years ago when Wanarat was fifteen years old. His mother was behind the wheel while he sat in the back playing a video game on his tablet.
Mrs. Ratsameerat had collided head on with an oncoming car that had veered out of its lane. It was being driven by a drunk driver.
Mrs. Ratsameerat had been brought to the trauma unit of the nearest hospital but succumbed after a few hours of doctors and nurses desperately trying to save her life.
When Wanarat had turned eighteen and his father had asked if he wanted to take driving lessons so that he could drive himself wherever he wanted to go, Wanarat had firmly declined.
Mr. Ratsameerat did not force the issue. He knew that there was a chance that his son would never recover from the trauma of the vehicular accident that had gotten his mother killed.
Fortunately Mr. Ratsameerat could afford to hire two drivers, one for himself and one for his son.
Mr. Ratsameerat owned one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the country. He owned several houses across the country but the one where he permanently resided with his son was an imposing mansion that he had inherited from his parents. It was located in one of the upscale neighborhoods of the city whose main entrance had a large solid black wrought iron gate which was manned by an armed security guard.
Mr. Wanarat employed several staff in his household, including several housemaids, a chef and a sous chef, three gardeners and two drivers and a pool cleaner.
Mr. Ratsameerat silently said a prayer that his one and only son who would one day inherit his fortune would reach his university safely and get home safely after classes.
He stayed at the front door until Yin had used his remote control to close the gate after he had driven the car out of the driveway.
Then Mr. Ratsameerat walked back inside the house where his personal assistant had gotten all his stuff ready before he headed out to his executive offices downtown.
