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I cannot disagree that Porsche was an extremely hot man. Sometimes I wondered what it would be like to bed him.
But my past has taught me best not to mix personal and professional together. It just leaves you heartbroken and cynical. My job makes me jaded enough as it is. I didn’t need to make it worse.
This deal with P Tun was pissing me off. This old man was fucking crafty. We were supposed to sell and buy 1000kg of drugs and sell it again on the market. But trying to even fix a price with him was such a harrowing thing. Plus, I felt like he was holding back on something with me.
“Go find out if P Tun has been having meetings with other dealers. He claims hes finalising it with us but he has been sitting on it for so long.”
“Yes Kinn, I will. Do you want me to also check out with the boys underground for any under the table dealings?”
I nodded my head in agreement and finished off my remaining work. I was hard at it until I heard a knock. I looked up to see Porsche standing at the door with a tray in his hand. I looked at him quizzically.
“It’s your dinner Sir. Do I put it here or over there?”
I nodded my head towards the other table. Porsche turned around to go place it whilst I inevitably ended up checking out his butt. Ah fuck, I really should stop that. Porsche nodded politely and was about to leave the room when we heard screaming coming from another room. We both looked at each other; it was Tankhun.
He dashed off whilst I ran after him. We burst into his bedroom where Tankhun was screaming his head off. So many people were trying to calm him down but he refused to listen. Even I tried talking and Tankhun ignored me, screaming his head off like a banshee.
Suddenly, Porsche strode to him and a resounding slap was heard. Everyone gasped whilst I was just stunned. Tankhun stopped and stared at Porsche in disbelief. My other bodyguard was going to Porsche to reprimand him but I held him back. We all watched as Tankhun just stopped screaming and broke down crying. Porsche went closer to him and took him in his arms. Tankhun sobbed onto his shoulders but things were calmer now. Everyone saw that the situation was diffused and left the room slowly, only leaving me, Tankhun and Porsche.
Yes, situation diffused, Tankhun calmer. It was zen again. Only that my blood was boiling seeing Porsche hold Tankhun in his arms.
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