❤️CRAZY LOVE ❤️

CHAPTER 2

Nine," Sailub whispered in his ear, "We opened two boxes. Phi, can you guess where the last one went?"

The cold plastic packaging pressed against Thanapon's abdomen, and Sailub slid it upward, inch by inch.

He wasn't sure why he had brought this thing back with him, but luckily, it ended up being useful.

Thanapon's body stiffened, his hand trembling slightly.

He turned his head to the side. "Wait, no, I have a meeting tonight. I need to start getting ready."

"You're teasing me when you've got things to do?" Sailub lowered his head and bit into his neck.

Thanapon smelled so good. Sailub's eyes darkened.

He released his grip and stepped back a couple of paces, holding the object between his fingers with a smirk. "I'll pick you up tonight."

They exchanged phone numbers, and Sailub got the location for Thanapon's meeting.

The evening breeze was gentle, and Sailub was in an exceptionally good mood as he drove.

Following the address Thanapon had sent, he found the private room where the meeting was taking place. When he opened the door, Thanapon was lying on a sofa, his face flushed, shirt disheveled, and being pinned down by another man.

"Damn it! Who's the idiot interrupting my fun?" The man got up to curse at Sailub, but before he could finish, Sailub punched him square in the face.

Unable to contain his anger, Sailub pressed the man's head to the
ground and punched him a few more times.

"President Tony, you're disgusting," Sailub sneered coldly. "Messing with my man? You must have a death wish."

Sailub had recognized him as soon as he entered.

It was Tony Chen, someone who had business dealings with his family.

Tony recognized him too and was immediately horrified, "Young Master Sailub..."

Before he could say more, another person barged in, swinging a baseball bat down hard on Sailub's back.

Sailub grunted in pain, feeling dizzy. But he had taken that hit on purpose.

The punches to his face that followed-also deliberate.

"Stop! Everyone stop!" Tony shouted.

The scene became chaotic, filled with noise.

Ignoring Tony's calls to stay, Sailub helped Thanapon off the sofa and smirked coldly, "President Tony, this isn't over."

Without waiting for further protest, he left the room with Thanapon.

The night breeze helped clear Thanapon's head a little.

Leaning heavily on Sailub, his voice came out hoarse, "Thanks... Sai."

"As long as you're okay, phi," Sailub replied, his gaze checking for any marks on Thanapon's body.

He sighed in relief, realizing he hadn't arrived too late.

"They... switched my drink," Thanapon muttered, the scent of alcohol drifting from his lips.

Sailub's heart raced. He found himself irresistibly drawn to to Thanapon's pale lips, inching closer.

"Hmm?" Thanapon's soft voice brought him back to his senses, and Sailub quickly pulled away, using his thumb to wipe the alcohol from Thanapon's lips.

He almost acted like a scoundrel.

If he had kissed him, how would he be any different from Tony Chen, who had taken advantage of the situation?

Thanapon's intoxication worsened, and he could barely stand.

"Let me carry you, phi," Sailub offered gently. "If we drive back now, you'll feel even worse."

Thanapon gave a low hum in response. "Thank you."

Carrying Thanapon on his back, Sailub was filled with a sense of contentment as he listened to the steady rhythm of his breath.

Back at the Aiemkumchai family home, Sailub took care of Thanapon throughout the night.

Aonn had initially offered to help but ended up being nudged out by Sailub.

When Thanapon woke up, Sailub was still seated at the bedside, his handsome face marred by injuries and dark circles under his eyes.

Thanapon lowered his gaze. "You arrived just in time."

"I'm sorry you got hurt because of me." Thanapon's reached out to touch the bruise on Sailub's lip.

Sailub caught his wrist, staring directly into his eyes. "Phi, apply some ointment for me."

It wasn't until Thanapon nodded in agreement that Sailub released his grip.

The warmth of his fingers applied cool ointment to Sailub's injured lip, gently rubbing it in.

Sailub never took his eyes off him, watching him intently.

His long eyelashes drooped delicately, making him look especially captivating.

"Are there any other injuries?" Thanapon asked, breaking Sailub's trance.

My back... I got hit with a baseball bat," Sailub replied honestly.

Thanapon paused for a moment.

"Take off your shirt and let me see."

Obediently, Sailub complied, though his actions were driven by other thoughts.

Of course, Thanapon knew what was on his mind.

The sight of his well-sculpted muscles was on full display, his back bruised heavily from the hit.

Thanapon warmed some medicinal alcohol with his hands and began massaging it into the bruised area.

Sailub tensed in pain but couldn't help but notice how hot Thanapon's hands felt against his skin.

His breathing became heavier.

"Hurt?" Thanapon asked softly.

"No," Sailub's voice was a little hoarse. He pressed his legs together, trying to hide the sudden tension in his body.

But hiding was useless-he heard Thanapon's soft laugh, and he knew he'd been found out.

With a swift move, he turned and pulled Thanapon into his arms, "Enjoying yourself?"

The medicinal alcohol spilled across his body, but Sailub didn't care.

"Phi, clean this up for me." Sailub grabbed the bottle, tightened the cap, and tossed it back into the first aid kit.

Thanapon wiped away the alcohol stains with feather-light touches, the sensation tickling Sailub's heart.

Sailub flipped them both onto the bed, kicking the first aid kit to the floor.

A reckless moment followed.

Thanapon eventually curled up in the blanket, pushing the beast called Sailub away.

But Saulub didn't mind, only laughing.
.......

It was the perfect time to deal with Tony Chen.

With just one phone call, Sailub could ruin him completely.

Soon after, Tony became a pariah-his company went bankrupt, and he was beaten up several times by debt collectors.

Tony had done plenty of dirty deeds in the past, making enemies everywhere.

After this incident, the relationship between Thanapon and Sailub grew even more ambiguous.