Boreas' Obssession

Chapter 13

A/N: Hello to all my lovelies. Bahahaha, first happy holidays’ folks! I’m sorry for all the said delays and broken promises. The truth was all my drafts where been completely erased from my laptop, so I am starting again from scratch which was really hard. Like really hard and to top of that my works are piling up. so, all shits are happening to me. So far, my new year was okay. Anyway, let’s get back to the story, shall we?

Fingertips was busy tapping the wheel of the expensive Audi outside at one of the dorms building at the Kantaphat University. Cold and narrow eyes were intensely bore upon the soft looking soul wearing loose shirt and soft cotton shorts that enter inside the said premises a moment ago. He can feel himself losing it now and the pressure of everything are taking a huge hit at him. He feels tired, confuse and angry. Tired, due to all the drama that he is handling right. Anger to that single soul who has the animosity of driving him crazy to the point of losing his own sanity. And confusion. Confusion, on determining where in the hell of his mind would he be able to grip something to pull himself up from this swirling of emotions that he is feeling. And there is this something weird that was heavily weighing his heart right at the moment, something that he can’t deny that was scraping the flesh of the muscle that was pumping in his chest. Making him feel bleeding from the inside and contracting his chest everytime that he thinks about it. Can he say that when he and the boy cross their path again, he feels pain and hurt?

‘Why?’

Studies shows that people who was suffering from emotional instability do things carelessly. Like totally stupid and careless things that you would feel remorse in doing. And whatever shit had happened last night in his flat was one of those stupid things that he did. He was actually and highly clueless of whatever fuck had happened to his sanity. Well it shouldn’t be that weird. The truth is, it should be typically normal for him, the great Phana Kongthanim to fuck some bitch for the night. And to top of that, Pring was a pretty little bitch who was desperately wanted to sleep with him. She was pretty, feisty and a high-grade perfect trophy wife to be tied upon. He knows the taste of his dad; it will not catch something of below the premium grade to get tangled in their so-called perfect family. In conclusion, Pring Wijittan was more in the inside. And the way that she acts in getting in his pants was a total turn on for all guys, except for him. He finds it stupidly disgusting.

But the huge joke is in him now. Right in his eyes. And looking back to whatever hell happened last night just proves what a big idiot he had been.  A big fucking idiot.

The ringing of the doorbell resonated in the darkness of his flat. Then a soft knock followed by a sweet voice calling out his name. He wasn’t wearing anything on top, so his tantalizing tattoos were totally visible in the naked eyes. He gradually opens the door of his room, revealing a seductive looking Pring batting her fake eyelashes in his face. He slowly leans on his doorframe, digesting the alluring dish being serve at his front. But sudden pain was etching in his heart as he looks upon the face of one of the most beautiful faces in the entire Thailand. A top-notch surgeon with a gorgeous face and hot to boot ass.

For the moment, he feels himself being shallow, but he shouldn’t ruin the night. Most especially that Pring make a huge effort to please him. he should enjoy the entire show to his heart content. And all those nasty feeling lingering at the tips of his skin will totally be forgotten in the morning. He just needs a good fuck, and everything will be as it was before. No more losing, no more hurting and no more pain. Maybe the event that had happened a while ago will be forever buried at the depth of his mind. And no one, not even that soft looking boy that his soul was craving so much would be able to be reveal.

Nevertheless, he might call himself as hypocrite if he will deny that within those anger and pain, there was that lingering hope crawling back in his veins. Hope that having their path cross again after so many years, some forgotten yet powerful feelings will resurface. But all those hopes were gradually been crushed to fine dust when his mind will bring him back to that scenario when a pretty little bitch was clinging at that boy’s petite body. Which brought him to his current situation right now. He should feel bad for using Pring in this kind of situation where he needs to forget his stupid heartache. But on the brighter side, this should one of those steps that he needs to do to finally grip himself. To finally get the ruthless Phana Kongthanim to rule again in the world.