Arthit carried around a baggage of his past he tried to run away from. He learned to walled his heart from ever letting anyone in. At least until a certain guy comes along.
Kong's mind just went frozen when his eyes bore into two of the most beauti...
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The shadow left the Kongtapan Mansion and head towards his destination in firm resolution. He will convince the other master to forgive his master. Shadow could no longer stand to see his master sitting so lost and not a single luster in his once brilliant eyes. It was killing Shadow slowly from inside that shadow could not cure his master's wounds since his master's withdrawal into himself.
Shadow will never admit it to a single soul but he could never lie to himself and shadow knew that he was missing his master's touch. Shadow will die first before admitting to the fact that shadow had, in all these years loved his master passionately. It has been so since the very beginning when his master took him out of the gutter with his own hands and into his home, baths him, treats his wound and fed him.
Shadow had never once been treated with such care. Standing in front of the house of the one that had his master's heart, shadow rang the bell. He must do what he can to heal his master.
He gulped and stood firm.
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Arthit was still in his office having breakfast with Kong and his lawyers when Korn knocks at the office door and announce that Arthit had a visitor.
"Oh.. P'Korn please let him in," Arthit said munching on his toast and feeding Kong half of it.
Cho and Hatono looked at each other and beamed knowingly sipping at their coffee. The endearing display in front of them observed with bittersweet acquiescence.
P'Jay would have approved this, hell he would have approved whoever Arthit chose, of that Cho, was sure. A knock on the door brought their heads to face it.
"What are you going to do now, Khun Chai*?" Cho looked at the young master* of his and scowled.
"He belongs to me, P, of course, I'll take him back," Arthit said in a firm no-nonsense voice of a patriarch that shocked Kong, Cho, and Hatono. Arthit's eyes were glinting with sheer determination that Kong snaked his arms around Arthit and pulled him closer feeling somewhat restless by the aura it emits.
The door opened then Shadow walked in, head a little bow and stride determined. Kong heard Arthit gasped and stood up immediately just as Cho and Hatono did obviously surprised by the man or more like a pale kid standing at the door.
Arthit's face was unreadable but he was gripping his fist so tight that his knuckles turned white. Kong wondered who their new guest was to cause such an effect. Arthit walked slowly to stand at the middle of the room facing the young guy. Kong for the life of him felt a kind of heaviness in his heart but not the so much of a threat but more an emotional dragging that the scene in front of him unfolded.
He had listened to the discussion between Arthit and his lawyers just now, grasping here and there that they had been looking for one person in Arthit memory that had great significance and after five years of endless trails and bogus clues they had to find true path that leads them to the finding of another Rajnopat nobody else had known.
