You Belong to Me

Chapter 3

Arthit gritted his teeth more and more as he listened to the man in front of him.

"You belong to me." That was the last straw Arthit was able to take before snapping.

"So, who do you exactly think you are, Mr. I Own Everything?! You kidnapped me, put this horrifying tattoo on me, cut my hair...!!!" Arthit yelled and his voice echoed in the room.

He took a moment and breathed in to calm himself down a bit.

"Fuck you." He gave Kongpop a death glare before turning around. "I will overlook all of this if an adequate compensation will be provi-" The two guards moved towards the door Arthit intended to open. He had now two men resembling gorillas in his way.

"It seems like you don't quite understand the situation." Arthit turned around, all confused, and his heart skipped when he saw Kong smirking. His eyes were sparkling but there was something scary.

Kongpop wasn't smiling because he was amused, that was more than clear.

Arthit backed away but the guards just grabbed him and made him step even closer than he previously was.

"Down." Kong ordered and Arthit found himself on his knees.

"Huh?" Was all he managed to say.

"It's funny..." Kongpop started, while his smile still didn't disappear from his lips, "...how are you and your father different."

Arthit flinched upon hearing a mention of a dear person. His heartbeat increased and his guts screamed to get out of there.

"What do you mean?" He asked weakly while his breathing dropped every second.

"He was shaking from fear just a few days ago, being on the same spot as you are now. He would die of fear if he knew you just talked back to me in that way." Kong's eyes were literally burning.

Do it. He thought while doing his best to stab Arthit with his words. Cry.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Arthit finally spoke and lifted his head to make eye contact. His quiet voice was so sharp it increased the tension in the room twice. Even Kongpop slightly straightened himself, yet nothing like this could shake his composure.

"It's understandable he kept it a secret, but your father-..."

"I asked you, what the fuck are you talking about?" Arthit's repeated himself, not moving an inch.

"...was a member of my little community." Kongpop finished, ignoring him completely. "Because of his foolishness and incompetence, I had suffered some great losses. You are one of the compensations he'd given me for his mistakes."

Arthit felt like all emotions have left his body. It was like the stuff he'd just heard weren't even about him nor anyone he was related to.

"You're dead." He muttered to himself before sprinting the few meters between him and Kongpop. The guards failed to react that quickly but Kong didn't. He stood up from his chair the moment Arthit jumped over the table and caught his hand that was supposed to punch him.

"Let's take it slowly, shall we?" Kong asked when he secured Arthit's hand behind his back which prevented him from moving.

Kongpop's other hand, holding a little, shining knife, was under Arthit's neck.

"Tch." Arthit let out a quiet sound through his gritted teeth when the sharp steel touched his skin, leaving a tiny line of blood behind.

"Your father would be killed for doing half of the stuff you've just done. You're lucky that you're new here. You should learn how to behave, how about that?" Kongpop pressed the knife on his neck harder, causing a light stream of blood leak out of the forming wound.

"Don't you ever dare to take my father in you flighty mouth again, you piece of shit." Arthit managed to say, half whispering, while his free hand moved towards Kongpop's one.

"Wrong answer."

A sharp and burning pain occurred in second on Arthit's neck with a warm sensation spreading everywhere.

"Huh?" He felt his legs going weak but a pair of strong hands caught him before he fell.

"Take him to May." Was the last thing Arthit heard before his eyelids became too heavy.

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"That didn't go according to your plan." M shook his head in disbelief.

"Who said so?" Kongpop glared at him and took a sip from his coffee.

"Your face."

"Whatever."

A short silence followed after that.

"How's he doing?" Kong asked at last while looking uninterested.

"That's why you've called me? You should've just asked May then." M teased him, testing how far he can go. The look he'd received was a clear sign of a line he shouldn't cross. "He's fine. You did a very good job, it was a very shallow cut, no vein was damaged."

"Healing time?"

"Depends, up to two weeks to make it completely invisible and healed." M shrugged his shoulders.

"Tell May to throw him out of there in four days. No bandages on his neck. Let them see." Kongpop ordered and stood up to leave.

"As you wish." M bowed dramatically but Kong was already gone, leaving him behind in a small coffee shop with an unpaid bill.

"You're as distant as ever, you dumbass." He sighed, recalling the times they were still close friends.

The story has a happy ending, don't you worry! Next chapter will be out Saturday or Sunday, depends on my free time! ~ Btw! What do you think about the cover? My boyfriend did it, hehe! He also reads my stories sometimes, when I ask him if he wants to... ❤️ (he's not into bl or yaoi AT ALL 😂).

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