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FOURTH

At last, after all these years, I heard that nickname again coming from him. Honestly, I hate being called by that nickname before.

It all started when my Mom wanted her children to be girls but sad to say, I wasn't born to be one.

So the catch, she treated me like her little baby girl. She let my hair grew longer, dressed me up with cute gowns and spaghetti straps. She even put make-up on my face if we need to attend some parties together.

All my life, I lived in the shadows of my mom's creation but never did I blame her of why I am like this today. Yes, I am not straight. I'm proudly gay. I like boys and my fantasies revolve around them.

"Do you hear me?" An annoyed voice kicked me out of my trance.

It was my boss who is looking at me like I had grown another head.

"Uhm...I'm sorry, boss." damn, I was in my thoughts again. Focus Fourth.

He sighed.

"We will have a presentation with the investors for tomorrow. Any changes with my schedule in the afternoon?"

He asked without looking at me. His eyes were darted on the files in front of him.

"Well, for the meantime you have a scheduled meet-up with Mister Sy by 3 pm and a place visit to Lakorn Orphanage afterwards," I said while scanning through his current schedule.

"Cancel the appointment with Mr. Sy. I wanna go to the orphanage as early as possible." He sternly said not averting his eyes off his work.

He really did changed a lot. I must say.

Once that cute little boy with a pair of adorable bunny teeth is now a face capable of swooning a lot of women in just one hell of a wink.

Those eyes of him can thrall anyone by simply looking at it, a masculine face with no trace of imperfections and lips which I believe tasted a lot of prey already. Damn, he's a living deity of the 20th century!

"Are you done checking me out, Mr. Jirochtikul?"

"S-sir?" Oh my god, I was caught.

I suddenly don't know how to respond to him because of awkwardness.

He shake his head in disbelief as he sighed once again. I think he did that several times today because of my stupidity.

Come on Fourth, calm the fuck down. He is just your ex-best friend whom you've betrayed before and is still angry about it, nevertheless, standing in front of you like a god of love in a suit that looks very palatable. Making you tremble in your damn knees right now like a damn teenage sissy. So easy right?

"You know what, I have rules in my office Fonfon and it's time for you to familiarize each of them."

"My name is Fourth sir. That was my name in the past and it's not even the real one." I said to him while looking at his eyes but it's as if he doesn't care about it at all.

"Alright. Fotfot it is then."

He said as he walks towards me with seriousness in his eyes.

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