Feigned Marriage

chapter 18

Prapai's POV

I'm reluctant as I walk over to Ple's house. If the boys hadn't warned me that they'd throw me out of our poker club if I didn't show, I'd have stayed home with my husband. We usually meet once a month to play poker and catch up, but I've been skipping it ever since I got married to Sky. It's odd how hard I find it to leave him for even just a single night. I want to be around him every second of every day, and even then, it isn't enough. I bite down on my lip, wondering if I should just lose tonight so I can go back home to my wifey as soon as possible. I suspect they'd see straight through me, and I'd never hear the end of it.

I pause halfway toward Ple's front door and frown at the figure darting through the trees. "The fuck are you doing, Rain?"

I watch him as he glances around before jogging my way. "Can't be too careful," he says, smiling.

"I'm fucking dead if your brother catches me here. He's been extra strange lately. Best not to provoke him."

I shake my head as we walk to Ple's door. He presses his finger to the scanner, and the door opens. Phayu would lose his shit if he knew rain is close enough to us for his biometrics to be in our system. "At some point, my brother is going to find out that all of his brothers are friends with you, and there'll be hell to pay for all of us."

Rain looks horrified at the mere thought of it, and I can't help but chuckle. "Rain fucking Kilen wang. Billionaire. Real estate and designer magnate. Pussy."

He shoots me a glance. "Your brother is fucking psychotic, mate. I don't doubt that he'd try to fucking gut me if he caught me here. Did I tell you he sent me a fucking fish bomb last week?"

We walk into Ple's living room, where the rest of the boys are all set up. The only one we're missing is plreng. "What the fuck is a fish bomb?"

"He sent me smoke bombs that smelled like dead fish. My entire goddamn office reeked for a full week."

I raise my brow. "The hell did you do to him?"

He runs his hand through his hair and shakes his head. "Fuck if I know. It arrived shortly after that charity gala I threw."

I smile then. "The one you took a date to? You created a PR nightmare for me with that bullshit. Why the fuck did you bring that boy if you didn't want it blasted all over the gossip papers? You never bring a date, Rain, so you should've known that the first time you do would attract attention."

He hesitates and looks away, piquing my curiosity. "He's special to you, huh?" My smile drops at the thought of it. My brothers and I have always been certain that the hatred between Rain and Phayu was really just thinly veiled love. Looks like we were wrong. I clear my throat and look away.

Saifah walks up to us, a concerned look on his face. "Does Phayu know about this boy?" he asks.

Rain frowns. "He saw me with Ohm at the gala, but I don't see how that matters."

"Ohm (Ohm Thitiwat Ritprasert) " I murmur. He says his name so reverently. It's no wonder Phayu sent him a stink bomb.

Ple looks at me, and I shake my head. I don't know who he is either. He showed up on Rain's arm two weeks ago, and none of us had ever heard of him before.

"So who is he?" Zane asks. "I remember seeing him. He's handsome, that's for sure." Rain turns around to face Ple, a chilling smile on his face.

"Stay away from him," he warns. "Don't fuck with me, Ple. I don't want any of you anywhere near him."

"Hmm," Ple says. "You're protective of him, huh?"

Saifah and I glance at each other before mutually agreeing to let it go.