Chapter 45

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- Please be aware, its a long last chapter of the story. Happy reading guys.


It was almost 7 months after the dead of Weerawat. Teerasak and Sarawut had been plead guilty and had been sent to prison while Adisak was still living his life as a slave. Don't know which one was better, being in jail or being a slave. Well, either one, it was worth the deeds he did to others. All Adisak's assets were froze and Teerasak's share of the company had been given to Godt, which originally was his mom, and the other's share were been given back to the previous owner when it was proven been handed under threats. All the money on the offshore account of his were giving back to the company, which had been taken illegally from the company.

Godt was actually the new appointed CEO, but then he just let Arun handle it meanwhile he will finish his studies, which he will graduate tomorrow. He will officially start with the job on next week. Right now, he was in the car, it was 2.00 am and he was waiting for Copter to finished his job exactly at 2.00 am. Copter was started working again after a month Weerawat had died, telling him that he needs to continue working instead of doing nothing.

Godt was telling him that he wanted to appoint as his PA (Personal Assistant) once he start his job, but Copter refused it, saying he doesn't have any qualifications for that. He could be one unofficially, but not official. He will did it to help Godt, as his significant others, but not more than that. Godt had to comply with that.

"What's in your head?" Copter's sweet voice was shocking him when the guy was already inside the car taking a seat at the passenger seat beside him, and he couldn't believe that he didn't even realize him coming out from the bar. "You seems really out of it Godt, what did you think about? I'm here and you couldn't even see me. Are you having an affair?" Copter was asking playfully when he knows Godt would never cheat at him, but still he was giving him a scowl. Godt would just smile and bending over to his lover and giving him a quick kiss. "I missed you and I think about you. You should ask for a leave today since tomorrow will be my graduation day."

Godt was pouty and Copter was frowning. Now, pouty lips were only for him and not for Godt because that definitely not cute at all. "You know the reason, babe. Don't start with me. Let's go back fast so we can cuddle all night. I need you and I missed you." Godt doesn't have to be told twice when he speed safely to his house. Copter had been vocal since the day he confessed his feelings at the graveyard. At first he felt awkwardly shy while doing it, but as time goes by, it was as easy as breathing to keep his feeling out in the open when it comes to Godt.

Well, it was quite fast. When they were arrived at the house, it took Copter only 10 minutes to get ready to sleep and cuddles. Only cuddles for tonight since tomorrow will be a special day for both of them, and Copter wanted they both had enough rest. Sex? They were past that barrier on Copter's birthday, 3 months ago. It was a very special moment with a surprise party and all, but in the end, Godt was getting the most special gift in the world he could ever have, Copter himself.


Copter was smiling widely. It wasn't his first been in graduation ceremony. He did attend before for Kimmon's graduation it was all like a dejavu once again, to be able to be in graduation party, yet as much as irony it was, for his lover once again. It was like being in a reset mode of life. His life was starting again with the same love of lover with the same intense feeling if it's not more and with the similar event all over again. It was like he could see Kimmon and Godt alternately walking up the stage to accept the scroll and his tears were dropping like waterfall, he couldn't help it. Deep inside his heart, he was afraid, Godt would blame him for still remembering his P'Kim from time to time, but he couldn't helped it.

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