BOOK TWO
Marriage is the last thing on Tee's mind. But he reluctantly agrees to marry the Kreeporlerk heir to make his father happy.
KISMET prequel
The story of TaeTee
The events in this story happened five years before KISMET GodtBas story. You d...
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As much as I longed to, I was too tired to try P'Tae's modern Jacuzzi bathtub. I would like to try it sometime though. Looked awfully comfortable. Finding my toiletries already placed at my side of the marble vanity, courtesy of Jae Kulap I assumed, I finished my usual nightly rituals before bed.
My clothes were neatly arranged over my half of the walk-in closet. While I slipped on a comfortable set of PJs, I couldn't help fleetingly wonder if P'Tae had accessorized his bedroom with anyone special in mind. He said that he designed the house according to his tastes. Considering the double vanity in the bathroom and the twin closet, he must have wanted someone to be his partner one day.
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Was it me? Did he know he was going to marry me one day? Or did he let go of someone special? It's not unusual in the Mafia world. Sometimes we had to let go of our loved ones to marry the person your head of the family selects for you. It happened to P'Kamnan when he had to marry Bas' mom and temporarily get separated from P'Paris. I wonder what P'Tae's situation is.
I was close to passing out by the time I stroll to the bedroom but there's still no sign of P'Tae. Worrying my bottom lip, I quietly opened the bedroom door to peer out.
There's a faint light at the den area. I could detect that the television is playing mutely while P'Tae sprawled over the sofa bed with his socked feet up on the glass coffee table. The phone is still glued to his ear.
I heaved in a sigh. P'Tae is working too hard. That's what happens when you had to shoulder the burden of running a family at a very young age. I felt worried for his health, both physical and mental. I wish I could help him as his life partner. But I know nothing about business. I'm just a naive young man.
Closing the door softly after me, I dragged my feet to the bed. Crawling inside the warm covers, I snuggled against the soft beddings.
I don't even remember slipping into a comfortable sleep full of vivid dreams.
I didn't feel a thing when P'Tae came to bed but I woke up in the morning to find me alone in the bed. I found my phone on the bedside table and checked the time. To my surprise, it's past seven in the morning. Back at the manor, I could never sleep past six due to several reasons. One, our manservant Manu would wake Bas and I up, for breakfast and then for our lessons. Two, the ever-present cacophony of early morning birds were missing.
