CHAPTER:- 2

FIRST MEETING ( AFTER THE COLLEGE ———— ON THE WAY TO HIS HOME )

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Lucas was walking back home on the road. After spending time with friends his mind gets a little fresh, his eyes fixed on his phone; hr had texted the king, 'Reached home?' but has not yet received a reply.

He looked at the surroundings...the soft hues of the sitting sun pointed the sky in shades of orange and pink, casting long shadows on the pavement. But as he walked through his familiar street, a sudden screen pierced.

......"H-help... help..."......

His heart pounded as he followed the desperate voice, his phone still clutched in his hand. He turned a corner and sowed a group of men in black suits. One of them, a stall finger, was holding a gun. The man's face was obscured by the intense light of the setting sun. His heart pounded as he followed the desperate voice and instinctively hid himself, his breath quickening.

"WHA...WHAT... What's happening here!?" he muttered to himself in shock and fear.

Instinctively, Lucas opened his phone's camera and began recording.

The man on the ground was pending, his voice trembling with fear. "PL... PLEASE, let me go."

The man bent down slightly, his voice cold, "WHY SHOULD I ?"

Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, and...

...THUMP!!!...

The men collapsed like a puppet whose strings were cut…

Lucas's gasp was loud, too loud, as he stumbled backward, falling to the ground in terror, dirt scraping his palms.

...THUD!!! SLAM!!!...

The noise caught the tall man's attention, and he turned towards the sound, his face now illuminated.

...Kittisak Rattanakour...

He was strikingly handsome and had a striking physique, but his eyes were dark, unblinking, and menacing.

Keit approached with a predator's grace, his gaze locked on Lucas, and the world felt silent for a few seconds.

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But panic surged through Lucas, and he scrambled to his feet, turning to run. As he fled, he heard a voice behind him, another man asking, "Boss, should we catch him ?"

Keit's response was calm and measured as he said, "No ... Just keep an eye on him."

He glanced back at the lifeless body on the ground and added, "...and clean things up here."

..." Yes, Boss."...

Lucas ran; he didn't think, he just ran. His legs moved faster than they ever had, pounding against the pavement as if the ground itself were trying to swallow him. His lungs burned, his throat scraped with every gasp, and his heartbeat thundered so loudly it drowned out everything else.

He didn't dare look back; he couldn't, because if he did, if he even glanced over his shoulder, he was terrified he'd see that man behind him, walking calmly, the way monsters do when they know their prey can't outrun fate.

Lucas's vision blurred as he tore through the streets of his small town. Houses, streetlights, shadows — everything smeared together into a dizzying mess. His mind replayed the scene in violent flashes:

The gun, the begging man, the soft suppressed gunshot, the body dropping, and those eyes — cold, steady, unbothered.

Lucas's stomach churned as he gasped to himself as he sprinted, "What do I do...? What do I do...?"

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