PitBabe Cast: Imagines

OabPlawan: Breaking Point

Oab was the epitome of success. As the owner of a thriving chain of restaurants that spanned the nation, he was not only wealthy beyond measure but also undeniably handsome. His chiseled features and commanding presence had earned him the kind of admiration most men could only dream of. For many women, he was the perfect combination of power and beauty, making him an object of desire in both the corporate world and beyond.

It was hardly surprising, then, that women like Khaosuay constantly tried to gain his attention. She was the heiress to a rival company, equally beautiful, and equally confident in her ability to win over any man she set her sights on. Khaosuay had been pursuing Oab for months, using every trick in the book to get him to notice her.

Today, she was at it again. With a flirtatious smile playing at the corners of her lips, she leaned slightly toward him, her voice sweet and suggestive.

"P'Oab," she cooed, her tone oozing with feigned concern, "you seem so tense today. Maybe you should come to my house...I could help you relax."

The invitation was as transparent as it was persistent, but Oab wasn't one to be easily swayed. He gave her a cold, unamused glare that made it clear he had no interest. "Can you leave?" he said flatly, his words cutting through the air like a knife but Khaosuay, undeterred, didn't step back. She just shifted a little closer, as if thinking her proximity might change his mind. Oab, however, wasn't the type of man who could be charmed so easily, especially not by someone like her.

Just then, the door to Oab's office creaked open, and his assistant, Plawan, entered, carrying a stack of files. Plawan was a quiet, efficient man, always the picture of professionalism but today, he immediately sensed the charged atmosphere in the room. He hesitated, noticing the tension between his boss and the woman standing far too close to him for comfort.

Plawan's eyes flickered nervously between Oab and Khaosuay, and without saying a word, he instinctively turned back and walked out of the room, giving them the privacy they seemed to need.

"I'm sorry for the disturbance, sir. I'll come back when you're done," Plawan muttered, his eyes fixed on the floor, clearly trying to avoid further complicating the situation but Oab, his voice like ice, snapped in a tone that would freeze anyone in their tracks. 

"You dare turn your back on me?"

Plawan froze immediately, his heart thudding in his chest as the sharp command rang in his ears. His body stiffened, and he quickly turned back toward them, though he still didn't dare make eye contact with either of them.

Oab's steely gaze shifted back to Khaosuay, his expression a mixture of disdain and authority. His voice, now dark and commanding, sliced through the air. "Leave or I'll have the security drag you out of here."

The words were a clear threat, and the weight of them hung heavily in the room. Khaosuay's eyes widened for a fraction of a second, and the playfulness faded from her demeanor. She knew Oab well enough to recognize when he was serious, and he wasn't one to back down.

With an exaggerated sigh, she shot one final, venomous glare toward Plawan, as if blaming him for the interruption, before turning on her heel. Her heels clicked sharply on the polished floor, the sound echoing in the now-silent room. She stormed out without another word, her pride stung, but her resolve was intact.

Once the door shut behind her, Oab's piercing gaze softened just a fraction, though his expression remained taut. He glanced toward Plawan, who stood stiffly by the door, still not looking up.

After a moment of silence, Oab finally spoke, his voice tinged with command. "Time to go." Plawan knew what that meant and he would never disobey Oab's commands. So he put all the paperwork on Oab's desk neatly as he went along with his boss towards his car.