His Favorite Witness

His Favorite Witness

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Peem was just an stubborn art student trying to finish his latest midnight canvas. He had no idea that by painting the shadows of the alleyway outside his studio window, he was capturing the photorealistic proof of a high-level mafia betrayal hours before it happened. When Khun Thee-the cold, dangerous heir to the city's largest criminal syndicate-bursts into Peem's studio bleeding from a gunshot wound, he discovers the painting. Realizing the young artist holds the key to exposing a coup within his council, Thee pulls Peem into his world of luxury high-rises, hidden motives, and bloody power plays. Peem refuses to bow to a tyrant, and Thee refuses to let his only witness out of his sight. But as the dangerous game unfolds, Peem shifts from a captive witness to the one person Khun Thee will tear the city apart to protect.
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