hanjieun30
sarNie OldFart
Hi everyone!! This story has been on my mind for months now and finally I had the time to write it...Because of too much reading of The Godfather books, I came up with this story.. ^_^ Aum and Aff (ATEAM RULZ!!!) will be the lead characters here and some people from other lakorn too...
I'm sorry for the grammatical errors...I'm not an expert...and last but not the least, I dedicate this fanfic to all of my JLR sisters!!! donna hearts all of you... :wub: ..hope you enjoy!! and pls leave your comments... 
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Prologue
The Surayen Bangkok Hotel is standing proudly at the heart of the Thai capital city. With its outstanding services and extravagant rooms, it is hailed as one of the finest hotels not only in Thailand but all over Asia. This hotel is owned and managed by the Surayen family and it has been around Bangkok for a couple of years now. Aside from being a high-class, five-star hotel, this place also serves as the headquarters of a very special group.
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Kawee Worawath was sitting comfortably on a lounge chair while drinking a glass of vodka. He was immensely glaring at the huge glass doors. By the looks of his eyes, you can tell that he was really furious. He forcefully threw his glass on the floor, leaving tiny pieces of glass scattered on the beautiful marble floor. Kawee stood up and looked at the window. He can see a full view of the city of Bangkok from where he was standing.
‘�WHERE IS THAT BITCH?!� Kawee growled. His manly voice was full of anger.
“She’s on her way, Worawath. Just wait for her.� Asanee Theeranai answered him with his calm voice. He was also sitting on a lounge chair, sipping his cup of coffee. Kawee turned his direction to him.
“She doesn’t deserve her position!� Kawee suddenly blurted out.
“Everyone knows she’s the best person for the position. She was born for it.� Asanee answered him. Kawee stared at him with disgust. He knew he was the best person for the position, not her. He took a stick of cigarette from his pocket and started smoking.
Tip. Tap. Tip. Tap.
The clicking sounds of high-heeled boots as it taps the marble floor were being heard. Asanee turned his direction on the huge glass doors.
“I think she’s here.� He said. Kawee also turned his direction on the glass doors. The door was opened by two men wearing black suits and a woman wearing a white business suit entered the room. Her beautiful long wavy hair bounces as she walks into the room. Every man would stop and stare to admire her beauty, even Asanee, who have known her for such a long time was still amazed by her. She made her way to where Kawee was standing and stopped a few inches away from him. Kawee looked at her and glared. She took out her gun from her pocket and pointed it at Kawee’s forehead.
“Kawee Worawath, how many times do I have to tell you that smoking is not allowed in my hotel?� The woman’s voice was soft but fierce. She clicked her gun, clearly stating she was ready to shoot him. One more move and she’ll definitely blow Kawee’s head. Chill suddenly ran down his spine. He knew that this woman can really shoot him to death. Kawee threw the cigarette on the floor and stepped on it.
Still pointing the gun at Kawee’s forehead, Soraya Surayen gave him a devilish smile and he chuckled. She adjusted her gun a little to the left and fired. She was aiming for the vase, not Kawee’s forehead. Kawee felt the bullet pass by his side. If he only moved a little, the bullet might hit his forehead but instead, the bullet hit a porcelain vase. When she finally hit her target, she wiped her gun and put it back to her pocket.
“Nice shot, Soraya.� Asanee told her as she sat on a lounge chair across him. Kawee joined them but still feels weak because he was slightly frightened on what happened.
As many people know, Asanee Theeranai, Kawee Worawath and Soraya Surayen are among the youngest and wealthiest people of Thailand. Every one of them had taken over their family businesses and tries to make it even bigger.
But only few people know what other ventures these three young millionaires have. Only few people know that Soraya Surayen, Kawee Worawath and Asanee Theeranai are the current leaders of Thailand’s most notorious secret crime group, The Bangkok Mafia.
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Prologue
The Surayen Bangkok Hotel is standing proudly at the heart of the Thai capital city. With its outstanding services and extravagant rooms, it is hailed as one of the finest hotels not only in Thailand but all over Asia. This hotel is owned and managed by the Surayen family and it has been around Bangkok for a couple of years now. Aside from being a high-class, five-star hotel, this place also serves as the headquarters of a very special group.
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Kawee Worawath was sitting comfortably on a lounge chair while drinking a glass of vodka. He was immensely glaring at the huge glass doors. By the looks of his eyes, you can tell that he was really furious. He forcefully threw his glass on the floor, leaving tiny pieces of glass scattered on the beautiful marble floor. Kawee stood up and looked at the window. He can see a full view of the city of Bangkok from where he was standing.
‘�WHERE IS THAT BITCH?!� Kawee growled. His manly voice was full of anger.
“She’s on her way, Worawath. Just wait for her.� Asanee Theeranai answered him with his calm voice. He was also sitting on a lounge chair, sipping his cup of coffee. Kawee turned his direction to him.
“She doesn’t deserve her position!� Kawee suddenly blurted out.
“Everyone knows she’s the best person for the position. She was born for it.� Asanee answered him. Kawee stared at him with disgust. He knew he was the best person for the position, not her. He took a stick of cigarette from his pocket and started smoking.
Tip. Tap. Tip. Tap.
The clicking sounds of high-heeled boots as it taps the marble floor were being heard. Asanee turned his direction on the huge glass doors.
“I think she’s here.� He said. Kawee also turned his direction on the glass doors. The door was opened by two men wearing black suits and a woman wearing a white business suit entered the room. Her beautiful long wavy hair bounces as she walks into the room. Every man would stop and stare to admire her beauty, even Asanee, who have known her for such a long time was still amazed by her. She made her way to where Kawee was standing and stopped a few inches away from him. Kawee looked at her and glared. She took out her gun from her pocket and pointed it at Kawee’s forehead.
“Kawee Worawath, how many times do I have to tell you that smoking is not allowed in my hotel?� The woman’s voice was soft but fierce. She clicked her gun, clearly stating she was ready to shoot him. One more move and she’ll definitely blow Kawee’s head. Chill suddenly ran down his spine. He knew that this woman can really shoot him to death. Kawee threw the cigarette on the floor and stepped on it.
Still pointing the gun at Kawee’s forehead, Soraya Surayen gave him a devilish smile and he chuckled. She adjusted her gun a little to the left and fired. She was aiming for the vase, not Kawee’s forehead. Kawee felt the bullet pass by his side. If he only moved a little, the bullet might hit his forehead but instead, the bullet hit a porcelain vase. When she finally hit her target, she wiped her gun and put it back to her pocket.
“Nice shot, Soraya.� Asanee told her as she sat on a lounge chair across him. Kawee joined them but still feels weak because he was slightly frightened on what happened.
As many people know, Asanee Theeranai, Kawee Worawath and Soraya Surayen are among the youngest and wealthiest people of Thailand. Every one of them had taken over their family businesses and tries to make it even bigger.
But only few people know what other ventures these three young millionaires have. Only few people know that Soraya Surayen, Kawee Worawath and Asanee Theeranai are the current leaders of Thailand’s most notorious secret crime group, The Bangkok Mafia.