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The moment he saw Santa Pongsapak walk into Tanapon Industries, Perth didn't hesitate. The name on the job application had been a surprise, but a welcomed one. Santa-his brother's ex, the man who had once been tangled in Prom's web-was now standing in his territory, unknowingly stepping into a different kind of trap. Perth had watched from the upper floor as Santa entered the building, his nervous energy barely concealed beneath his sharp suit. He was different now-older, maybe a little more jaded-but still the same Santa. The one who never really belonged to Prom in the first place. The one who, whether he realized it or not, had always belonged to Perth. So, when the hiring manager brought his file to Perth's desk, he barely glanced at the paperwork before making his decision. "I'll take him." The assistant hesitated. "Sir, you mean you'll approve his-" "He's mine now," Perth interrupted, finality laced in his words. "Make it happen." By the time Santa received his official confirmation, Caesar was already planning the next move. After all, Santa wasn't just an employee. He was personal. And Perth always took good care of what was his.