Fourth's glass suddenly slips from his hand, shattering on the floor.
Deep down, he wants to beat Gemini until he’s black and blue, begging for mercy. But he’s at work, so he decides to keep his cool and ignore him.
The bodyguards standing nearby notice, but Fourth signals them that he’s fine. A waiter quickly sweeps up the broken glass, trying to ease the tension.
Gemini grows furious as Fourth completely ignores him, continuing to laugh and play along with the older man.
“Hey, you motherfucking faggot!” Gemini snaps, yanking the back of Fourth’s hair hard. “Show some respect, you little piece of shit. You think I can’t afford you?”
Fourth groans in pain, his patience running thin, but the bodyguards approach, and Gemini finally lets go.
Fourth excuses himself from his client. “I’ll be right back.”
“Where are you going? I’ll be lonely here,” the older man pouts.
“Just the restroom. Won’t take long,” Fourth replies, heading off.
As he walks, he notices Gemini tailing him closely.
In the dimly lit hallway, Fourth smirks, cracking his knuckles as they approach the restroom.
Timing it perfectly, he enters and waits for Gemini to step inside, he left his bodyguards behind at the club entrance. Fourth slams the door shut behind them, locking it.
“Hey! I’m not a faggot like you,” Gemini spits, stepping toward him. “So don’t try that nonsense with me.”
Fourth moves fast, pinning Gemini against the door, his hand squeezing Gemini’s throat. “You think you can hurt me and walk away free? Then you don’t know who you’re messing with thee Fourth motherfucking Nattawat.”
Gemini pushes him off, matching Fourth’s strength. And yes, he was just as strong. He swings a punch, but Fourth counters with one of his own, hitting harder.
“You think you’re good-looking? Getting everyone’s attention?” Gemini growls, throwing another punch. “Watch me ruin your shit face.”
Fourth blocks the punch with both arms and steps in close, timing it perfectly as he delivers a heavy blow to Gemini’s stomach.
Gemini groans, barely able to fight back before another punch lands on his ribs, followed by another and another each hit driving Gemini down to the floor, wincing in pain.
“Bullshit,” Fourth sneers, stepping back. “You look like a piece of trash someone left out in the rain.” He opens the door and kicks Gemini aside. “Get out of my way, rag.”
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