Pete is laying in bed watching revenge love .. Munching on homemade blueberry cheese cakes...
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This room was cool untouched by outside hot and humid weather.... Untouched by the hot and humid cruelty of Bangkok's July sun. Pete was even putting on a thin blanket to keep him more comfortable...
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He was taking sip from the iced coffee that his beautiful adopted son had made.....
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( it's mean his precious Macau..) Macau Theerapanyakul, his sweet, bratty, cinnamon roll with murderous Aura ...his partner in crime.
" Ahh.. It's so fuking good.. " Pete said as he took a sip....
He looked down at the drink with pride.
"My precious baby really nailed it," he mumbled to no one in particular...
Yes. Life was good. The drama was juicy. The cheesecake was soft. And the iced coffee? Cold and divine.
It was a beautiful and cool afternoon for Pete.. But for the on the other hand it wasn't cool and beautiful at all...
Meanwhile... in the very same city everything was in chaos...
Bangkok was on fire...
Every airport, train station, toll gate, and shady motel was under surveillance. Every piece of transportation-planes, buses, motorbikes, tuk-tuks, ride-shares-was being tracked.
