[AN: It's getting boring isn't it? Should I wreck some havoc?]
17: Blackmail
"Are you sure you're going to treat us here?!" Mild exclaimed as he and their other friends entered a buffet.
Gulf nodded with a knowing smirk. "I just feel like it, since I have extra cash."
"How much is your salary huh?" he asked as they checked out the food.
"Why are you so nosy?" Gulf replied, acting like he was annoyed, but is actually liking the attention.
He invited his friends for a lunch gathering one weekend in order to relax from the grueling work at Sonata. Even if they have graduated and have jobs of their own, all of them still has a common interest: to dine out for free. Since their college years, they had all relied on Gulf for their bar and restaurant expenses. Today isn't any different.
"How is it working at Sonata huh?" Mild asked while enjoying his food. "I heard the CEO punched someone."
"Hooy, you're late with the news. He's name's already cleared. Turns out he's protecting an employee." Their other friend, Zee said.
Gulf choked on his drink.
"What's that on your neck?" Mild asked, reaching out to touch a purplish spot that peeked out from Gulf's collar. Gulf covered it quickly with his hand, looking tense.
"A hickey!" Zee exclaimed. "Looks like you're busy not with work, but with sleeping with every Sonata employee!"
"Fuck off!" Gulf barked, pulling up the collar to hide it.
"That is one wild girlfriend, Gulf." Zee laughed.
"I don't have a girlfriend!" he replied.
"Don't play with girls, Gulf. It's better if you stick to one."
Shit Mew. He was running out of clothes which can cover his neck. Every time they do it, Mew would devour his neck like a tiger who hasn't eaten in days.
"So are the rumors true?" Mild raised an eyebrow and grinned.
"True about what?" Gulf said shiftily.
"About the CEO. Was he really protecting or he's just hotheaded?"
Gulf breathed out in relief.
"Stupid. I already said he's cleared!" Zee said.
"Aw, I'm just asking. He looks like a strict boss if you ask me. He's probably one of those who throws a folder at you when you misspell something. What's he like huh?" Mild continued to ask.
"He's... ok I guess." He said vaguely.
Looks like Mew was true to his word about Mismatch. Not even his parents saw the article. Before it could go viral, Mew, and probably with the help of Tong, had put Mismatch in their proper place.
How they did it, Gulf didn't know, but he was amazed.
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General Fiction"You are going to stick with me until I get tired of you." Their first meeting was a disaster. Arrogant, no direction in life, huge money spender. Gulf Kanawut doesn't care about anything else and will do whatever he wants. So drunk one night, Mew...
