Chapter 11 : Let the game begin

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Kimhan POV:

Now, it was a good time.

The competition was about to begin, and Kimhan Theerapanyakul was determined to be present.
They would meet again, so soon.
Kim was impatient on the inside.

''Everything is ready, sir.'' Big declared solemnly, standing up straight.

Kim nodded, he dismissed him with a simple wave of his hand.
There was a long racing circuit in front of his eyes.
Of course, the reputation of the Theerapanyakul was at stake.
Many brands had agreed to appear on the cars.
The racing circuit had been entirely built by his family and each team present had to sign exclusive contracts with Chan.

''Sir.''

Kim didn't look away from the track, just moving his hand slowly :

"Speak, Ken. Don't make me lose my time."

''Phi Chan...He's here, down the building.''

''Tell me something I don't know.'' hissed Kim whose gaze had hardened. He saw Chan's car a decade ago.

''He's with the dangerous guy, Arch.''

Kim tilted his head slightly, a curious sparkle in his eyes.
Obviously his father's gun had found a killer toy.

''And where is this... Arch, now?''

''Ready to go after the Hunter X Team. Big is following Chan's every move. We want to be sure that... That they will be safe.''

Kim slowly turned around, the Hunter X Team.
His family's favorite and the one Chay had joined.
What an idiot he was, this kid... But there was a cute side to it, Porchay was really trying to get his attention... yet Kim didn't need that, he was already obsessed night and day with this damn boy.

''My little one... Shouldn't he be summoned in an hour? My order was clear...Should I ask again ?''

Ken cleared his throat, he was always nervous around Kimhan, even more so when he was dealing with Porsche's little brother.

''N-n-o, No... Well, I am sorry but...The manager wants to attend alone the meeting. He said his team needed preparation before the start of the competition.''

''Fine.''

Kim's look was unreadable.
He took off his leather jacket, honestly, he didn't want to dress elegantly to hang out with the scum of Bangkok and disgusting old bikers.
Ken felt slightly relieved, Kim's anger was scary...But this time, he looked simply amused :

''Let the game begin.''

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Porchay POV:

''You will not fight today, you take your helmet and you follow me. Fucking right now !''

Babe's commanding voice echoed throughout the hall of attendees.
Porchay had just been bumped into by some evil-eyed asshole and Babe had just saved the day.

''Everyone relax.'' Uncle growled, who was about to leave for a meeting with the organizers. ''Babe, take our boy out.''

Porchay glared at the guy one last time, before following P'Babe.
They all had an assigned box.
Once the door closed, Babe hurried to change.

''How many laps do we have to do?'' asked Porchay, bending down to put on the bottom of his white suit.

''There isn't...It's not...'' muttered Babe.

Porchay raised a surprised eyebrow.
He stood up slowly, grabbing his blue helmet and crossing his arms:

''What do you mean, P'Babe? What's happening?''

''...Ah, what a naughty boy, this P'Babe.'' exclaimed a feminine voice.

Babe let out a scandalized growl, glaring at the young woman who had just pushed past Porchay to enter the dressing room.

''Uta!''

''Herself~...''

''Phi Uta? What are you doing here ?'' asked Chay. ''If it's for your money, I will definitely win, no worries...''

''Naaaahh. Don't worry about that, it was funny to help Phayu. Plus, your team already paid.''

''Ah ?!''

The tattoo artist offered him a kind smile, but she hit P'Babe's shoulder violently.

''However...Clearly, your elders have forgotten a detail regarding this competition... Seems like you don't know yet.''

''That's not true, don't think about telling him so freaking lies !'' growled Babe, avoiding Uta. ''We only found out this morning... This competition has no end, Chay.''

Porchay frowned.
<< What do you mean no end ? >>... He was about to ask.
What kind of atrocious games did Kim decide to play?

''...This competition... It's a Ride or Die.''

Wait.
Porchay suddenly felt his stomach fall down the ground.
Wasn't this just a stupid name ?
Babe kept arguing with Uta, but Chay wasn't listening anymore.

So this was Kimhan's plan.
The bastard wanted this to happen.
He hadn't stopped Chay...and now Chay was going straight to his death.

''...Well, let the game begin.''

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