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gs and placed the poached eggs onto another plastic bag , be

are with his sister, especially because he had to save up all the m

rushing to the topping’s station with packs in hand as he piled up on the veggies. He knew that taking too much of the meats would make the other employee’s fro

of about fifty years of age, came to check on him, placing

e a few accidental touches that he was uncomfortable with…so he

is head in respect. “Kho

s hand on Kit’s chest inappropriately once aga

ake off this feeling in his chest that Khun Thong might not be t

ty students because they knew that students were just out to make some extra cash and for them, the w

the owner, acting surprised at the sound of thunder. He looked out the big glass windo

a light drizzle, but this looked more like a thunderstorm. And even though he ha

ooking around his empty restaurant. “We won’t have any customers come in either n

began to grow, but he pushed it aside. “I

o the kitchen to see if the chef, P’Aun needed any help. The man was usually q

ed the chef as he waited outside in the sitting area.

s already small, there were only five staff members in total that worked there, includin

ived more than an hour away from the restaurant, but he didn’t complain or ask for a break in fear of a pay cut. And besides…th

et two cups in front of Khun Thong

un Thong invited him over

at the University…and that had been almost six hours ago. It was getting late and he was hungry. Tea wo

s well as wishing for the rain to stop quickly so he could go back home already. He won

that you have a l

s words, his eyes widening in horror. He had only started work

w he knew about it, but he was suddenly

aced a hand on top of Kit’s. “My shop is small and has a fixed set of

t because he was scared of his secret being d

ong for sure. But as he tried to get up from his seat, his body sudden

hun Thong’s eyes as his hand crept up to hold onto him more firmly. Kit had suddenly lost all strength and he was

been

at he had his prey exactly where he wanted him. “But don’t worry…I’m not deducting interest in

floor caused a shrill noise as Kit stood up, ready to leave and Khun Thong stood

i…”

hole body hot as he felt his pants tig

Kit momentary hope, but when Khun Thong turned to him w

at the man in his late twenties. “Or do you

made a gra

as another debt collector and one that was just as nasty as those who barged on Kit’s doo

egged. “I don’t need paym

He wanted to get th

to get into this k

over his pants inappropriately…his legs gave out from un

boy in his arms, grinning from ear to ea

s his free hand went to his behind, fondli

th to push him off, but whatever they had put into his d

e

t to whoever

lp

as about to walk into a