Boreas' Obssession

Chapter 14

A/N: Another update, I’m sorry for all the inconvenience that had happened these past few months. Due to the implemented nationwide quarantine in my country, I am trying to produce updates for my story. Regarding my second story, I will still find time to finish it, though my main priority for now is Boreas’ Obsession, I mean my obsession series about our well-loved 2 moons season 1 the series. I am now totally promising to finish all of it before our quarantine all comes to end, so that my second installment for the Gods Series will be published soon. 2 moons the series was my first love in the bl series in Thailand, that’s why it was very hard for me to move on from them. Anyway, I would like to dedicate this chapter for all those people who was patiently waiting for me during my hiatus. especially to @inlovewithyou124, for your personal message which help me a lot. Enjoy!

She was fuming. Not, just fuming but she feels herself exploding any moment now. She irritatingly eyed the Greek god jerk who was busily drinking his liquor at his bar.

‘How dare the fuck, Moh Phana?’

If she was still in her early years, she would lose her cool and throw all shits right now. Anyone who will be looking at her as of the moment will get the hint that the great and gorgeous Dr. Pring Wijittan was mad. Which was not a good sign. They will definitely crawl back to where they belong or probably find the nearest hiding place to save themselves from her impending wrath. But, Phana Kongthanim was different, a fucking different. He was so unlike all the guys that she used to play in the past. This God, as that was what they call him, was above among all the humans here in the planet. She may sound pathetic but that was the truth. He was everybody’s fantasy, boys and girls. And not only that, he was not just the looks or his great reputation on bed, but he was everything that a woman like him was dreaming. He has the entire world revolving around his palm. He has looks, power and most importantly money. Just thinking about those loads of zeroes at his account was making her all giddy and proud. She will reign as queen in a few years from now.

Pring Wijittan was the name picked for her by her parents when she was born. According to them, the name suits her the best because its screams class and power. Well, she can never argue with it because she was a woman who love power itself. She was raised in a household were all the things that she likes, she gets. Her father always makes sure that all her whims will immediately be provided to her. Being an only child has the best perks for her. Both her parents were at her beck and call, like loyal servants. Under the Wijittan household where money was the basis of everything and greediness was a usual etiquette, Pring grew up to be a what everybody nowadays calls as the iron lady. Many might call her sadist for she loves to see and make other people suffer under her hands. The fear that was reflecting from the eyes of her victims are making her satisfied and happy. Together with it was pleading voice of mercy, begging for her to spare their pathetic so-called life.

People around her used to tell her that she was like her dad, the great Sunvit Wijittan, a master trader in Asia. And she will not deny it, for it is the truth. Since she was young, her father already trained her all the things that she needs to learn for the coming years, including all the underground associations with organizations under the black Market. Oh please, not all businesses are clean slate just like what they were showing at their profile. All of them has that pretty little dark secrets that they are hiding in the world.

The difference only with the Wijittan was, it was not a little secret. But it was big. Big enough  that they are very well-known at the Asian Black market, also in the Europe and States. But she was not bothered with it. She was actually loving it, it’s like holding the reins of a powerful dark horse. Powerful enough to sweep all those weak and good and let those who was greedy and petty reigns. She sounds evil? in the eyes of a hypocrite society yes, but the truth was she wasn’t. She was living to accordingly to the rule of practical people whose aims was to survive this cruel world.