When Its Night

bdz123

sarNie Egg
Hi all, I'm a long time reader and first time writer..enjoy and please forgive any mistakes
Edit 1/1/12: Also please forgive any mistakes made using thai language as i'm not thai and have been googling it.
When Its Night
Margie Rasi was 18 years old the day her mother ran away with Chai Pakorn. The whole town of Yala knew that her mother was a whore and that the Rasi family was being kept by Chai Pakorn. Margie’s dad Pod was a mean drunkard who allows his wife to screw around, all Pod cared about was having the next drink. For this reason the two Pakorn kids hated the Rasi kids. Boy and Mint Pakorn were blessed with looks, brains and wealth. Margie has been hopelessly in love with Boy for many years. All she had to do was see him and her heart would begin pounding so hard in her chest that it hurt her ribs, and she felt hot and shivery all at the same time. Boy was like a god in Yala, he was wild and had charm and he was also backed by the Pakorn money which added to his wild, unruly nature. Boy didn’t care for the reason why the women flock to him. Just that he could get them anytime. Margie knew she had to be different than what her family name made her to be. Her sister May was well on her way to living up to the Rasi lowly name. May was 19 and spent all her time with boys in town boozing and whoring. Though she put on a front that she does it because she likes it and that boys are not using her, and that it’s really her choice, Margie can sometime catch a glimpse of when May stumble back home and Margie can see a murmur of sadness. May keep her distance from the local town people because she has heard the gossip and knew what stories they tell about her mother and what they thought of her. - With a family like that, the girl was doomed. In another couple of years, she’d be following in her mother’s and sister’s footsteps, because she wouldn’t know any better. And even if she did know better, all the boys would come sniffing around her anyway, just because her name was Rasi, and she wouldn’t hold out for long.

Boy Pakorn spent many summers at the lake. The lake was a private one, on the Pakorn property. The property was over two thousand acres. The big white Pakorn mansion was to the east of the lake and the shack that the Rasis lived in was to the west. Every summer Margie would go to the lake hoping to catch a glimpse of Boy. Slipping along the edge of the woods so she could watch him to her heart’s content. Sometimes she would catch him with girls…crooning in their ears “Krub, chun san yah”. Sometimes they would be different girls. Margie never felt jealous though, Boy was so far above her, and she was always so young, that she had never thought of him in a romantic, possessive sense.

It was a nice breezy afternoon in June, when Boy Pakorn came home from the university in the big city. That same afternoon Margie and May were shopping in the village market when Boy strolled through town. Immediately May would straighten her posture and thrust out her round breasts, covered by a sleeveless, hot pink blouse with two top two buttons left undone. “That color is made for whores” spouted Boy as he walked passed us. Margie knew why there is contempt in his voice. It was because her mother was sleeping with Chai, and had been for years.

“Sawaddee, Kaw tode nah for being late. I will start dinner now” Margie rushed through the doors of the almost broken down shack. “khun heeu kao mai?” Pod was wasted out on the couch and Mam was getting ready to go out. “Margie, ma will be going out with Mr. Pakorn today, so don’t wait up”. Mam was dress in her finest dress, a red dress that clung to her every curve. Mam was a beauty, light brown eyes and creamy, delicate skin which only Margie had inherited. By sundown, Pod woke up from his drunken stupor “Where’s your ma?” he growled, in the ugly mean tone he always used when he was drinking, which was most of the time.
"She went out a couple of hours ago."

That night, Margie dozed lightly, listening for when Mam would come home. It made her feel better when she knew everyone was safely at home. Twice Margie woke with a start thinking that Mam had snuck in without her knowing. But that night Mam did not come home.
“P’Boy, Pa did not come home last night!” pouted Mint…”where is he?”
“Does Ma Know?” he asked calmly. Mint shook her head “No, she isn’t up yet.”
“Don’t fret, my sweet by the time she wakes Khun Pa would be home”
Mint whirled around eyes stormy “but he’s been out with her!!! The Rasi women!!”
“Mint, you don’t know that for sure, calm down.” Boy gave his sister a hug. “I’ll ask Mr. Thanwatt if dad had some going on last night”, and that seem to appease her.
That afternoon, Boy stormed through the shack waking everyone up. "Where’s Mam?" Boy barked, looming threateningly over Pod, who shrank back. Pod’s eyes darted around the room, as if looking for his wife. "Not here," he mumbled. "I can see she isn’t here, you stupid bastard! I want to know where in hell she is!"
“She went out” Pod stammer on "Did she come home last night?" Boy continued
"Course she did! What are you trying to say?" Pod yelled, the slur in his words testimony to the alcohol still in his blood. "I’m saying your whore of a wife has left!" Boy yelled back, his dark face twisted with rage. “Left????No way, why would Mam, my wife do that that…she wouldn’t do that to the kids”
At that moment Margie heard herself gasps. Ma has left with Chai Pakorn No.
Boy gave a harsh look of laughter as he gaze around the shack…probably the youngest girl who tried to keep this dump somewhat clean...then to the girl, she was standing as if turned to stone, staring at him with huge, blank brown eyes. Her dark hair hung messy around her shoulders, and her bare feet were covered with dirt. “You Rasis have until sundown to pack up your shit and leave my property or else I will throw everything out.!!!” roared Boy.
Sundown came quickly that day and Pod continued to drink until Boy Pakorn and some men came to take everything inside the shack and throw it out. Things were flying everywhere when Pod started to sob “Please Boy..I won’t have anywhere else to go…please let us stay here I will die if you won’t let us stay. I would do anything, I will give you anything”

“There’s nothing you have that I could possibly want” spatted Boy. At that moment May and Margie was rushing around gathering up their belongings. Margie in her nightgown innocent and dazed did not realize that the worn down nightgown was thin and the light of the porch shone through the thin fabric, silhouetting her youthful body, her slim thighs and high perky breasts. Each bent, lift and change of position outlining a different part of her body, pulling the fabric tight across her breast and showing the small peak of her nipple, the next revealing the round curve of her buttock. The men looked and drooled. Boy for the first time noticed Margie. Pod notice this too and being the bastard of a dad he is grabbed Boy by the shoulder and said “You can have Margie as a servant in your house if you allow us to continue to live here”.
 

bdz123

sarNie Egg
Chapter 2
Initially Boy did not like the idea for having Margie as a servant because he truly hated the Rasis but as his eyes gaze back at her running back and forth, Margie looked just like the whore of a mother she had. Boy became more furious at the sight because it reminded him that Chai had left him and his family for a whore. His pulse quickens. The events of the day piled up on him and he wanted the Rasis to suffer as he had suffered. And she was the beginning.

The first month of working for the Pakorns Margie did not see Boy. Then as she was washing a pile of clothes from the corner of her eye someone was approaching her. It was Boy. Her brown cat eyes flickered at him, the expression in them hooded and mysterious. The look of her broke the hold on his temper and he lashed out with devastating fierceness, "You’re trash," he said in a deep, harsh voice. She stopped what she was doing, frozen to the spot. She didn’t look at Boy, just stared straight ahead, and the stark, pure outline of her face enraged him even more. "Your whole family is trash. Your mother is a whore and your father is a thieving drunk who sold his kid to me” He grabbed her by the shoulder and held her up. Margie shot fierce eyes back at Boy. The look made him madder. Unsure of the reason, Margie must’ve lost momentary sanity for before she knew it her hand had reached up and slap Boy across the face. Boy flinched from the sting of it. His hold on her tightens almost squeezing the air from her lungs. Her eyes flew to where he was holding as the pain increased.“Please Khun Boy let me go…let me go” Margie plea. “You…You filth, have no right to ask for anything of me” smirk Boy. “I will do what I want!” He brought his face close to hers as if to plant his lips on hers. Margie’s body shudders as the thought. So close…but all he said was “All Rasis women were whores and the men were drunkards!!, Your future will not be any less”
All Margie could do was gasps..”No!” almost a whisper that even herself could’ve missed hearing it.
“Paat! Paat!” Shouted Boy “bring Margie to the room next to mine and lock it” Several moments later Paat came and took Margie to the room.

With the long summer days, it was just twilight at eight-thirty and Margie sat locked in the room for hours. Her heart squeezed painfully as she sat waiting, waiting for her fate. How could her dad do this to her she thought, but quickly realize the answer. It was because he was Pod Rasi the town drunkard and he didn’t care for anything other than the next drink. As much as Margie wanted to hate her dad, she couldn’t instead she weeped…
The sound of herself weeping almost lulled her to sleep when the door swung open.

And shut promptly. With two strides Boy was standing in front of Margie. She had to strain her neck to look up at him. Boy studied her face, both the resemblance to Mam and the differences. Both were a beauty, delicate skin but Margie’s mouth was wider and slightly thinner. He thought of marking her with his mouth, kissing her way down until he reached fold between her legs. He knew he shouldn’t, the last thing he wanted to do was to follow in his father’s footstep. But the smell of her skin filled his nostril and made him ache with hardness. And then he remembers the way his father abandon him and the family without any regard to the business or their welfare. His eyes flashed red. He cursed and relaxed his grip, and like a shot she tore away from him and made a leap for the safety in the corner of the room. Within seconds, Margie knew it was a mistake, like a predator on its pray, Boy went for her. His hands closed on her waist, and the feel of her, warm and soft. Boy pushed Margie on the bed and crushed her lips with his. Margie closed her lips tightly together. “Why don’t you do your mother and your profession proud by doing your job properly? How do you think she’ll feel knowing that her daughter cannot live up to the Rasi whoring name?” Boy spated. “To be a proper whore, you need to kiss with passion, show the man your with how much you want him! Open your mouth!” he screamed. Almost weeping Margie replyed “No…r.. khun ba mak” Boy continued to pin her beneath him. One of his legs rode high between hers and now her fingers digging hard into his back. “Margie…look at me” Boy crooned. “Ka, khun jai dam” she whispered almost inaudible "You know what I want," he said roughly, moving more fully onto her.
 

SmileBo

sarNie Juvenile
Oh my, i can't wait for the drama to come.
He is really a menie and for her to go trough this at the age of 18, No. :annoyed:
Love to read more and you are good at writing i have to admit. :flowers:
 

aikoden

♥DREAMER♥
Staff member
ahahaha Boy & Margie.. oh yes!!!
i liikkkeeee <3<3
can't wait!!
it's already getting so juicy XD


and I officially welcome you to AsianFuse, since you said that you were a silent lurker in these parts hehe :D
 

bdz123

sarNie Egg
Thanks for reading SmileBo, Asy and Aikoden thanks for the welcome. Comments does truly motivate a writer.
 

bdz123

sarNie Egg
CHAPTER 3​
It started to rain and the night turned bitter cold. Was it the fall chasing the summer way? Or was god feeling sorry for her? Her heart was pounding in her chest, some intense emotion welling up in her until she thought she would burst from the effort of trying to control it. Conflicted, all her attention was focused on him; the man lying so still in the bed. The Prince of Yala is lying next to her, but this was not how she wanted it. Margie realized then that her admiration for Boy was a childhood fantasy and always has been, for the real man is a monster. And tonight Margie was no longer a kid. Something wet trickled down her cheek, and in surprise she dashed her hand across her face. She hadn't even realized she was crying. Margie vowed to never look at Boy with dreamy eyes again and to never think of him as her knight. In her heart there will only be hatred for Boy Pakorn from now on.

Grimacing, Boy got out of bed. “Grab your clothes and get out! Go back to your servant quarters I can’t stand to see a whore pretending to weep over lost her virginity.” Boy’s words interrupted Margie’s thought like a sledgehammer. She shot a disgusted look at him but said nothing. “Should thank me for getting rid of it for it seems that now you can follow in your mother’s and sister’s footsteps without qualms”. Boy made his way to the bathroom and closed the door. He saw his reflection in the mirror and didn’t recognize who the person is. What am I doing? Is this all for revenge? Or you do you find pleasure in her? He questioned himself. Boy was conflicted. He shook his head as if to clear it and whispered “the Rasis will pay”.

Margie made it back to her room without anyone seeing her, being a servant means that all the other servants like to stick their noses in your business and she didn’t want gossip to start. Lord knows the town of Yala will be shocked out of their small town minds if there was another Pakorn-Rasi affair. Lying down on her bed Margie fell asleep quickly as tired as she was.

What seemed like only a few moments of sleep; Margie was startled by the sound of Ward yelling through her door “Margie, Margie …teun na, wake up. The sun is out you have to cook now…Khun Ying and Khun Mint will down any minute now.” Finally the door open and Ward motioned for Margie to follow. “Ward na, in a minute I will see you in the kitchen” Margie replied sleepily. As Margie got up she felt soreness between her legs and she flushed with shame recalling what caused it. With both hands full she carried the tray of food to the dining room and set the food on the table. Mint sat to the left of her mother and Khun Ying was at the head of the table, but no Boy. Relief washed over her, Margie didn’t want to face him yet.

Margie’s day was kept busy with chores and errands; cleaning the rooms, washing the clothes and going to the market. But going to the market was the only chance Margie gets some peace and quiet and a moment to herself. Although after what happen last night any moment Margie has to think, her thoughts would be filled with what happen.
Dusk was beginning to set in by the time she made her way back to the kitchen. Ward and other servants were busing to preparing dinner.”Margie ah, go and set the table as we get the food ready and Khun Boy has a guest in his study, go bring them a refreshment”.
“Ka” Margie responded.
Boy stood deep in thought looking out the window of his study with a glass of cognac in his hand. Swirling the brown liquid in the glass Boy thought if he could just drink this and forget it all, forget how she felt in his arms, the taste of her skin and smell of her hair. Heck he would drink the whole bottle.
“Khun Boy, the detective still have not been able to find out any information about Khun Chai or Mam” Mr. Thanwatt’s voice interrupted Boys brooding.
“Kob Khun Krap Mr. Thanwatt; thank you for looking into it for me.” Mr. Thanwatt was the family lawyer and Chai’s close friend and now she serve as advisor to Boy.
Margie was nervous as she knocked on the door to Boy’s study. “Come in” his voice vibrated though the door. Margie entered with eyes casted down and set the drinks on the corner table. She had yet to look directly at him, though she could feel his eyes on her as she was moving to leave the room. Margie’s feet instinctively scramble to get to the kitchen for she felt uneasiness. As she round the corner a hand stopped her and pulled her back and she was against a hard chest. “Khun…” Margie gasps. Suddenly she was turned around and Boy flashed a triumphant smile at her “Seeing you like that makes me want to take you again whore! You need something to remind you of who you belong to now," he said huskily, just before his hand reached for her breast. Margie jumped back so quickly, her action took her into the stairwell, where she lost her footing. Boy grabbed for her, but it happened too fast and he could not catch her in time. She felt an instant of relief to have her misery ended in this way, and then regret filled her mind. But this feeling too was short for she fell right onto the Paat corning up behind her with another tray of food. Both trays hit the steps with a clatter. “Paat…be gone!” roared Boy and Paat quickly scattered away.

"Never try to avoid my touch again, whore, or worse will happen to you than a tumble down the stairs. Now clean up the mess you caused, and will do it quickly”. When Margie returned to the dining room with a tray of food, Boy was deep in conversation with his mother and did not spare a look at Margie. Almost finished with his meal, Boy beckoned Margie over with a wave of his hand. when he knew she was beside him, he said “I require a bath tonight, go see to it”. Margie closed her eyes in remorse. This was part of the torture. She left the room quickly, just to get away from his cold eyes.
 

Asy

sarNie Immature
MORE MORE MORE please... I get addicted now, you're such a damn good writer! Is this your first time writing? Ohh I envy you so much! Please update it SOON!!!
 

roselovesice

방탄소년단 x Bangtan Sonyeondan x JiTaew
Very nice. :D Gosh. I hate Boy already. I hope something terrible happens to him later...not death or anything though because that'll depress me. :coverlaf: Just revenge back from Margie.
Anyways, totally enjoyin' it at the moment. She should have a :baby-scene-pop-corn: lol
Can't wait to read the next chapter! Update soon na! :thumbsup:

Btw, YES. Welcome to Asianfuse. :welcome1: :dance1:
 

bdz123

sarNie Egg
Chapter 4​
Boy can see the steam slowly rising from the bath when he walked in. “Khun, the bath is ready, do you need me for anything else?” Margie asked. She waited for him to speak, but long moments dragged by and he did not. The silent tension was like a cord between them, thrumming with awareness. Boy was fighting inside himself to let Margie go. There was a need within him and he didn’t understand it. He wanted her again and that made him angry. He responded the only way he knew how….with cruelty. Margie will always be a Rasi to me. Boy spoke in his mind. And I’ll be the reason she shed tears today.

Margie began to move towards the door but he caught her. "We can’t, Khun you already got what you wanted from me please let me be," she said weakly. He wasn’t listening. His eyes were fastened on her mouth. He said, "What?" in an absent tone as his hands tightened on her waist and pulled her against him. She let out a gasp at the feel of his hard body pressed all along her. Boy bent his head to kiss her. Margie struggled and tried to push him off. ‘Nee, stay still…it’s a command,” he whisper as he lifted his mouth from hers. His black gaze burned her. "Kiss me back," he ordered. "I don't know how," Margie blurted. His voice was almost guttural. "Like this." He took her mouth again, and this time she parted her lips immediately. He moved his mouth over hers, molding her lips with pleasure, teaching her how to return the pressure. His tongue touched hers, and this time she responded shyly in kind, welcoming his small invasion with gentle touches of her own. She was too inexperienced to realize the symbolism of her acceptance, but he began to breathe harder and faster, and his kiss deepened, demanding even more of her. He cupped her buttocks to lift her hard against his thickness then settle her against the sink. The sink counter was cold against her bare buttocks, and she blinked at the shock, surfacing a bit from the dark tide. " Karuna Wait, please Khun ," she plead “NO!! It’s too late” His voice was rough and shaky. He wound his left hand in her skirt, holding it up and to the side, while with his right one he stripped her panties down. Boy forced her panties down to her knees and then to the floor. Feeling excruciatingly exposed, she quivered in his grasp. Boy straightened and hoisted her onto the counter. Pushing her thighs apart, he moved between them. Margie’s head fell back; she heard her own panting breath as she waited in agonized anticipation for the hard thrust that would fill her. "I want to fuck you," he muttered indistinctly, the sound low and harsh. His fingers move deftly between their bodies and found her slickness. He sank one finger into her and she shudder; a moan escaping her lips. “You are quickly learning the ways of a whore I can tell you want me by the slickness I feel.” Margie closed her eyes feeling the wetness welling up in the back of her eyes, but she fought it refusing to let him have satisfaction. She didn’t want to waste another tear over Boy. Impatient, Boy removed his finger and guided his head to its place. Margie went still, frozen at the pressure between her legs. Soft cries began to escape her lips “Shhhh….Shhhh…” he whispered. “ You can handle it. Just be still!” His warm hand, his devilishly dancing fingers, were doing things to her that were destroying her control, her sense of self. “Let go, let go,” he coo-ed in a rough whisper against her ear, and she did, crying out unintelligible sounds of passion fulfilled. She shoved her hand against her mouth to stifle the sound. Still his black eyes burned down at her. "No," he whispered again. "Take your hand away. I want to hear you, whore. Let me hear how good it feels to you.", her hands clutch­ing at him and she was helpless to do anything but feel. Boy’s rhythm begins to pick up then he pulsed and shook.

The aftermath was silent; the harsh breathing of Boy and Margie sounded like a drum in the stillness. His breathing slowed and he gathered himself, every movement was concentrated as he withdrew himself from her. This was somehow different from last night…it was amazing Boy thought. He’s never experience anything like this with any other. “Oh my god…If fucking Mam was anything like that then I don’t blame my dad at all”. The heat from their joining turns instantly cold. Humiliation and misery pooled in Margie’s stomach, forcing her to clench her teeth. Revenge taken out on Mam’s daughter was pure enjoyment for Boy, Margie realized. When will this torture be over? And when it’s over will I be toss to another …so that I can fulfill what is expected of Mam Rasi’s youngest daughter?

Margie didn’t look at Boy as she begins to dress... she bend down to pick up the flimsy underwear, and stuff in her skirt pocket. Margie started to move for the door when Boy’s hands reach for her. His grip tight on her arm which made her flinched. “pai nai? Where do you think you’re going? You’re not done here. I need you to scrub me.” “khun mai mi jai…no heart, let me go clean myself up first you monster”

Boy’s face was inches away from Margie; for a brief moment he allowed himself to get lost in her brown eyes. Sadness, sorrow and anger reflected back. A tiny ping hit his heart, his fingers clutched into a fist. “Trash…Dirt…ALL RASIS are worthless…go on get OUT!” And he pushed her away hard. Margie fell against the cold hard floor. “Paat…Paat…get in here” shouted Boy. He did not understand his feelings. He didn’t think he would want Margie after last night. Last night was for him to release his angry. He could not want a woman he hated. And yet she had made him want her even more; despite his hatred his body responded not as he had wished it to. Boy’s confidence in this game he has started was beginning to waver. He can’t trust himself to finish this. He began to curse “Shit!...DAMN…” It’s too easy to slip.
Margie was already out of the bathroom when Paat arrived, “Khun Boy krup, how may I serve you?” “Get me a drink!” Boy ordered.

He promptly swallows the dark liquor with a single gulp. The burning sensation trickles slowly down his throat. Boy naively thought and even prayed the alcohol would cure the intense wrenching in his heart. “Another!” he command angrily. “And Paat..go pack my bags, I’m leaving for Bangkok tonight”.

“Krup, Khun will you tell Khun Ying where you’re going?” asked Paat. “I will go see her after my bath”

Noi Pakorn just finished chanting prayers when Boy entered his mother’s room. “Sawadee Khun Ma, are you feeling well?” Boy reached out to her by the elbow intending to guide her to the couch but Noi quickens her step and sat down on her own. Staring at his drawn out hand, Boy almost already knew the result but somehow he thought it might be different. “Ma, I need to go to Bangkok tonight. My old professor needs my help researching something.” Noi looked to her son with approval. “When I’m there I will see if any of khun por’s business associate has any news of his whereabouts.” Noi waved her hand to stop Boy from going on.

“Boy, my darling. I feel guilty.”

“Ma, what are you talking about?” replied Boy. Taking a deep breath Noi continued, “I was not a good wife to you father, so I can understand why he strayed. God knows I didn’t love him” Hearing his mother speak those words was a slap to realty. It made sense he whispered in his mind. Noi Pakorn was the least physical person he had ever known; she didn’t like to be touch, not even by her children. “It was a relief to me that your father found other beds” Noi continued, her voice emotionless. “Don’t blame your father for leaving, blame me! How could anyone stay with a woman like me?” Boy couldn’t say anything else; he sat gazing at his mother as if searching for an absolution. Suddenly Boy quivered as if he’d been struck, staring at his mother with an expression of torment on his face. He had to move away from her. He rushed to his feet and paced restlessly across the room thrusting his fingers through his hairs. Hesitantly Noi ventured “Boy…its getting later, you better be on your way to Bangkok”.
“Your right, Khun Ma. See you when I get back.” Boy started towards the door. “And Boy…I hope this time away from here can help clear whatever’s been causing that look on your face just now”. “Pom sabai di krap, I’ll be alright.” Boy responded as we walked out the door.
 

Asy

sarNie Immature
I don't care as long as you continue the story LOL I mean I'm ok with it.
 

bdz123

sarNie Egg
CHAPTER 5​
It was a good thing the next day was Sunday. It meant Khun Ying and Mint would be attending the temple and after a horrible night spent alternately crying and staring at the ceiling, Margie slept late and rose still feeling tired, her eyes heavy-lidded, her movements slow. She didn’t force herself to do her routine chores. Instead she decided to take a walk to see her dad and perhaps the lake. And with Ward's permission Margie did just that.

And It was a good day for dreaming too. It was late in the afternoon, the sun throwing long shadows when it could manage to break through the thick woods. Margie knew these woods like the back of her hands. She spends her childhood wondering breadth of the trees. Then she remembers how she would spy on Boy during his summer where he would gather there with his friends for a rowdy afternoon of swimming. That thought made her furious though. Margie, how could spare a thought to that e-bah; after how he treated you. Do you are in this thoughts now, no he’s probably with a high so girl now? She scolds herself. Margie couldn’t help it, any spare moments alone her thoughts would go to Boy.

Before she realized, Margie reached the clearing to her family’s shack. She walked up to the door and checked the knob. It wasn’t lock. “Pa, it’s me…Margie” she slowly opens the door. Margie instinctively raised her hand to pinch her nose for the room reeked of liquor. “Khun Pa” Margie continues. “Ahhhhhh…whose there?” rumble from the far bedroom “My head hurts….whoever is there, get me another bottle so i can get rid of this damn headache” Pod desperately begged. “It’s me Margie…I came to see how you are doing Pa….. I missed you.” Margie reached the back bedroom by then and reached out her hands to her father. Pod looked dirty, his beard sparse and his closes stained as if he has not showered for many days. Margie spied a bottle of liquor on the cabinet and handed it to her dad. She then held her dad close and cried. Pod still in his drunken stupor probably didn't know its was his daughter who held him. Instead he tried to push her off so he could start drinking the bottle. She cooked him a meal and left. No matter what, she had to protect her father. This is the only thing that is keeping her here and holding her hostage to Boy’s revenge. Because even though the town of Yala knows Pod Rasi as a drunkard and a lowlife whose wife left him, he was still her dad who gave her life. And she owes to him to be filial.

On her return to the Pakorn mansion, Ward was already busying in the kitchen preparing lunch. She knew that Margie had gone to visit her father and started the preparation without her. When Margie reached the kitchen, Ward was musing herself by talking aloud. “Khun boy erhhh, khun boy you’re in Bangkok for the next week and nobody tells ward, huhhhhhh. Ward has to find everything out from stingy Paat”
Margie stilled hearing that Boy would be gone for the week. A smile slowly forms on her lips…finally I can have some peace and maybe that beast will leave me alone when he returns.... if he returns, after all Bangkok is a bustling city Margie thought. That night, though Margie was exhausted from her chores, she laid awake staring at her ceiling again. There was emptiness she felt, however she couldn’t quite pinpoint the root of it.

Meanwhile, a thousand of miles away in Bangkok Boy is out drinking with his college friends.
“o hoooeee Boy, you seem old somehow since you came back from Yala. And distracted. Is there a girl that is keeping your there?” queried his friend Tee. “You were always such a ladies’ man Boy… Has the long time bachelor gone soft? What’s going on?” Tee continued.
“Haha Tee what kind girl could have a hold on me??” Boy emphasized the hold on me part by making is tone high. “it’s nothing…eh…I think that girl is looking our way, let’s go talk to those girls” Boy said as he got out of the bar stool.
Boy, Tee, Phan and Ton approach the girls, each of them handsome in their own right. They told stories and laughed. At the end of the night as Boy was leaving; Bebe held on to Boy and whimpered “Khun, it seems that all my friends have left me, would it been too much trouble if you gave me a lift home”.

“Of course you can Khun Bebe” Boy offered his hands to Bebe to escort her to his car. They ended up at his hotel. “khun mi yim sway, you are beautiful” Boy purred. Bebe was standing facing the window when he said those words. She slowly turned and locked eyes with Boy.
Seductively Bebe made her way to Boy. His hand curled around Bebe’s waist and he started to kiss her neck. Bebe let out a small moan. Boy laid her on the bed, following her down to press her into the mattress with his full weight. Bebe almost cried out from the intense pleasure of feeling him cover her with his body. His arm stretched over her head, and he snapped on one of the bedside lamps; he looked at her, and his eyes filled with masculine satisfaction as he saw the glaze of passion in hers. He continued to kiss her collar bone and down her chest. Bebe ran her fingers through Boy’s hair. And with his right hand Boy reached down to unbuckled his pants. At that precise moment, Boy stilled himself his eyes stricken with pain and longing
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Then he removed himself from her, rising up Boy went to sit on the hotel window sill. Both hands went straight to his head. Boy was experiencing something he never felt before. Irritated with what this meant, Boy closed both his hands in a tight fist.

"Khun Boy, whats wrong?" She stared at him then she understood why he stopped “It’s okay Boy, it happens. I’m fine it with.” Bebe tried to reassure him. Boy facing the window did not turn back to her. Bebe’s word hung in the air. “mmmm. Boy, I think I should go now…but really its okay, everything is okay”. In a broken voice Boy exclaimed “I can walk you out if…if you like.”
“No, its fine.”
“FUCKKKK!!” yelled Boy. he couldn't perform...Damn no one else would do; it had to be her.
 

Asy

sarNie Immature
Pity Margie. She must be very in love with Boy but that dude is harassing her.

Thanks, you're fast but I still want more. :thumbsup:
 

bdz123

sarNie Egg
Yeah, I'm trying to complete this Fanfic asap. My break is over on tuesday and i don't know realistically how often i update this so don't be upset when the update slows down ;)
 

Asy

sarNie Immature
Same here! My school starts this Wednesday that is why I want wish my favorite writer to update their fan fictions more often hehe. I won't have much time to read when the class starts. :( How I wish the robots can write fan fictions LOL.
 

SmileBo

sarNie Juvenile
Can't wait for come and read, i though you haven't update yet but wow.
I'll be coming to read later, thanks. :thumbsup:
 

SmileBo

sarNie Juvenile
Ok, I'm really hating Boy now. :numchuck: :smack:
Pity Margie, the only man she love was harsing her!!!
Can't wait for the time he would tease his own poison.
Thanks, this ff is really good. :blush:
 
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