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Porchay was never supposed to be a part of this world. He was never meant to know the secrets that were etched into the estate's walls beneath that crest- The Theerapanyakun's crest.
He should've remained the sweet innocent baby brother to Porsche who had nothing to do with the dark side.
But the mafia world is no less than a black hole, consuming everyone and everything that lingered too close and Porchay was brought into the world which he never wanted to be a part of. Not by force, but by love- The love that he carries for his elder brother who had raised him all his life and for his mother whose memories were now marked as a lie wrapped in silence.
But no person bearing the name of the family remains sane and unharmed. Because once you step into the dark side, no one leaves whole.
Not by heart.
Not by body.
Not by soul.
So how will he deal with it when he discovers that the shadow that has been lingering around Porchay all his life, always lingering but never getting too close is now threatening to take everything beloved to him including his brother. Everything except Porchay-Never Porchay.