So, this guy walks into my club, complains about the entertainment, and shoots my (relatively) peaceful life to hell. Literally. Along with a few brain cells I was quite attached to.
Meet Khayen Phanawat. Nightclub owner. And a little bit more. Not that his life was boring-lately, things have been boiling over, running wild, and he's been busy chasing after them. The last thing he needs right now? Complicated relationships.
Then Leslie walks in. Pale as a ghost, covered in scars, carrying so much weird baggage you'd need to open a cargo terminal. And this dude has the audacity to stroll up and announce that his boys are boring.
Spoiler: He was wrong. Everything really was boring before...
What follows isn't just a love story. It's a goddamn train wreck: crime, family secrets, loyalty, and the kind of passion that leaves bruises (literally). Expect a cast of characters you'll want to either strangle or adopt, dialogue sharp enough to cut glass, and plot twists twistier than that road to Pattaya. (Yes, that's the author shamelessly hyping himself-forgive him.)
Fair warning: There will be moments you want to slap these characters. But I promise the kissing scenes make up for it.
Welcome to the club. Grab a drink-they're over there. You're gonna need it.
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