We go to his car, and even if I try to scoop down to the side, he pulls me closer to him and rests his hand on my leg. I'm sure he can feel I'm still shaking, but he doesn't do anything. After around fifteen minutes, we arrive at a big house, almost as big as the mansion.
"Come!" he says "This will be your house when we are in Thailand at least, in Italy the house is bigger and there is a window from where you can see the Colosseum." That sounds beautiful, at least
I'm trying to think of good things to keep myself calm because I know it is better that way. In this place, I'm completely alone, and I don't want to risk anything. He leads me through a big door into the house, it's a bit different from the mansion, and everyone has a serious face. When we pass through the people, they all make a little vow of respect to us, and then we enter a room, an office, and there is a man there, the delivery guy.
"Porchay, this is Frederico, he is my right hand. You will see him around more than others." Matteo says, and I look at the man
"Khun Porchay, it's a pleasure to finally meet you properly." He says
"The pleasure is mine." I say smiling
"I'm going to sleep, the papers are in the respective folders, minus the ones you need to take care of." Enjoy your night." He said smiling, and left, closing the door
"Don't mind Fred, he is like that. You can sit wherever you like." He says and I look around, seeing a big couch in a corner next to a big window. There is a big desk that looks vintage, and behind it there are a bunch of books. Next to the desk is a smaller table full of paper, and there are random chairs spread across the entire room. So, I sit on the couch because it looks comfy, and then I continue to look around. "Can you say something?" he asks me after some time. "I can see that you don't like the situation, but make an effort." He says a little raspy.
"What do you want me to say? I'm still processing everything. I'm thinking, I don't have anything to say." I say honestly
"Porchay, we can be so happy." He says coming near me, his presence made my breathing irregular "After you get used to this idea, you'll start to love me." he touches my face, making me look at him "In a couple of weeks, Kimhan is just going to be a bad memory, and you'll see this is the best for you and the best for us." his thumb goes through my lips, and then his hand goes lower to my neck and threatens to go to my chest
"Please don't." I say taking his hand of me "Just give me my time to process everything." I look at him, angry
"I'm giving, but you need to break everything you have with Kimhan. I don't enjoy seeing my future husband around other men, and it will be easier for you that way." The thought of being married to him bothers me a little.
"I'll get it done tonight."
"Thank you." he says, sitting in the corner of the sofa, way too close to me "We will be a really powerful couple. Talking about that, I need you to come to an event with me next week, it's a mafia leader thing."
"Can I not go this time?" If it's a leader's thing, my brother is going to be there
"You need to go, love, I want everyone to know you're mine and no one else's. It's going to be quick, I promise." He says in a sweet tone
"Okay, can you take me home now?" I say almost in a plea
"Don't you want to stay a little longer?" I wouldn't even be here if I had a choice
"No, I'm tired, and I want to sleep."
"I still wanted you to play something for me and to see the rest of the house, our room, and the music room I had built."
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A Broken Heart (KimChay fanfic)
FanfictionPorchay was a sweet and innocent kid, but due to his brother he was pushed into a new world, a dark and deadly one. There he meets Kimhan, one of the most powerful Mafia sons. He makes Porchay fall in love with him and they have a fluffy little love...
