THE STORYBOOK

H2: PART 12 (ENGLISH)

In a hospital room a man was talking with the son he had not seen for several weeks ...

- "So that's what happened ..." - mumbled Kongpob with a sad expression on his face - "I still can not believe it ... my own uncle...".

- "I am very sorry for the deception" - intervened for the first time the man who, from a wheelchair, had been watching the young man with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Kong nodded as he thought of those afternoons with Arthit.

The kisses of good night that he had asked for and that the young man, with his face flushed, had given him just before hiding in his room. The walks in the park and the dinners that had been shared late into the night .... and nothing had been real.

"A lie..."

"It had just been a lie to protect his little brother"

- "I would like you to answer the question I have asked you before, Kong..." - his father finally said when he saw how the young man began to close himself in his thoughts - " a yes or no it's enough for me ..."

Kongpob looked down as he thought about the answer.

A few minutes later the young man nodded slightly.

Both men smiled and, after sharing a look, took out their mobiles and began to call.

One to the police, the other to his eldest son.

Unfortunately, one of the calls was left unanswered since the young man, at that time, was flying in a private plane to one of the islands owned by the Suthiluk family ....

A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER ...

Arthit opened his eyes while letting out a grunt.

His head was spinning but, undoubtedly, the worst thing was the thirst he was feeling and the light that came through the open balcony and that was hurting his eyes.

"Fuckig pills ..." he thought as he waited for the room to stop spinning.

Finally, when he began to feel less dizzy, the young man got up slowly, noticing for the first time and with terror, that he was not wearing anything but his underwear.

"That damn bastard..!"

Quickly, and apprehensively, he began to check his body for marks or signs that could indicate if he had gone through what he feared .. but luckily it seemed that he was still ok.

Arthit sighed in relief as he glanced around the luxurious room.

His eyes fixed on the only clothes that were placed on one of the hangers and, with a knot in his throat, he approached them ... it was a black wedding suit.

He is crazy!

I need to get out of here!

Heart pounding, he put on the pants and shirt, leaving the jacket on the rack.

Already dressed, he approached the balcony and observed the distance to the ground.

- "I don't think it would be a good idea..." - said a voice that gave him the chills.

Toptap was in the doorway, already dressed in a white tuxedo.

- "My men are all over the house and, even if you managed to escape from here, Where do you think you could go?" - He said as he approached slowly - "after all, we are on an island".

Arthit paled, taking a couple of steps back. Until his back was stuck to the railing.

He had nowhere to run.

- "It would be better if you prepare yourself ... our wedding is waiting for us"

After which he grabbed the young man by the arm and pulled him toward him. 

Toptap's face began to approach Arthit's who immediately threw a headbutt that made him release his arm.

However, that did not last long as Toptap, covering his nose that was beginning to bleed, grabbed him again as he made his way to the door and threw him towards the bed.

- "Maybe we should start with the wedding night first ... surely that way you will lose the desire to escape"

Arthit froze for a second. 

But, a moment later, he began to slide on the bedspread covered with rose petals on which he had woken up only a few minutes ago.

Toptap pounced without warning, grabbing his leg.

Both began to struggle.

Arthit felt his strength begin to waver, perhaps because of the pill he had been forced to take and whose effects still did not seem to have completely dissipated.

Toptap, who had noticed it, began to smile.

- "It's useless to resist" - he said as he managed to grab and immobilize one of Arthit's hands and place himself between the young man's legs - "you know you have no escape. Also ... even if you did escape, where would you go? Kongpob now hates you..".

- " That is not true!" - exclaimed the young man as he felt his tears begin to bath his cheeks.

- "Of course he does ... he remembers everything, and right now you are the person he hates the most in his life ..."

Arthit shook his head as he tried to block the man's hurtful words.

"Come on .. you have to fight this!!", he told himself.

His eyes moved to the bedside table where a lamp was. 

Quickly, he tried to grab it. 

However, his fingers could barely touch it.

"A little more..."