Arthit is trembling inside when the pilot announces the plane will touch down in fifteen minutes. He was hardly inside the restaurant for five minutes when he was dragged out by Prem and literally bundled inside the car which ultimately arrives at the airport.

He was then sternly told by Prem to board inside Sutthilak's private jet bound for an unknown destination, Prem being his only companion in the long flight except the pilot. . It's has been six hours since Arthit has even asked any more logical inquisitive questions to his bodyguard, knowing very well he would get no answer. Prem has gone progressively more silent and Arthit more afraid, with time.

Earth had looked on alarmed at the way Arthit was made to leave the restaurant. Arthit could only mouth an "I am sorry" and wave a quick goodbye before he was ushered out.

Arthit is now sure, Kong knows about his ex Earth and he had obviously got the information that Arthit was meeting him, and that is the sole reason why, the controlling business man had made his subordinate Prem to drag away Arthit from that restaurant, so unceremoniously.

Arthit is sure, he is going to face a boiling husband and Arthit just can feel the dread rising and hugs himself closer,  the inner trembling in his heart becoming the outer visible tremors on his hands and legs. .

He has been always afraid of the tanned tall handsome man, from the very first day they met. His stare , his all encompassing aura making Arthit feel subjugation even before kong spoke one word of dominance to him. It's like kong is his master even before he learnt the ropes of slavery from him.

A tear escapes him as he presses his lips tight,to control sob escaping his trembling lips, he feels so pathetic and weak..

Arthit knows, he truly finds Kong intimidating and Kong's command about not try to get close with anyone else rings in his ears as he tries not to cry pitifully in fear! He never meant to disobey him, but was just trying to bid a proper goodbye..is that wrong?

Will Kong even listen to his explanation? What will Kong do to him? Why is he called so abruptly to this hidden place of holidaying with his numerous Mistresses? Is he going to be punished, but how?

The unanswered questions roaming in his head makes Arthit more apprehensive and anxious. He has heard enough stories about the man and his infamous temper to be scared to death. There is a nasty rumour that he once locked his then girlfriend come secretary for selling company secrets, without food and water for seven days,even the girl was sexually tortured for all those days but nothing concrete was ever known of it or reported to cops . Kongpob Sutthilak is untouchable by his sheer strength of power and wealth.

These type of long tales are always floating around about the business man, adding to his ruthless and badboy reputation and image ,making the ladies swoon and flock over him..like pitiful moths to flame.

When the plane finally stops rolling, Arthit forgets his fears for the moment watching the beautiful scenery around . The small private aerodrome is surrounded by hillocks and miles of green valley. The sun is just setting here, he has traveled to a completely different time zone, some tucked away foreign country.

He can see a familiar face in this dire situation facing him, Em, Kong's secretary stands with a black awaiting Audi, with an extremely sombre expression gracing his face.

Prem nudges Arthit softly on the arms urging him to get down. Arthit's legs are feeling heavy and throat itchy and dry. He couldn't even make himself drink a glass of water through the six hours journey and Arthit knows he is thirsty as well as hungry but nothing of his basic physical needs matter anymore.

He sighs this time aloud, there is no point in stalling the inevitable. He tightens his arms around himself as he climbs down the short stairs of the private jet.

Immediately outside, the weather hits him hard, it is clammy and cold, making him shiver to the bones, making his teeth chatter involuntarily.

What an amazing fate he has! He is dying inside, in a nonromantic way to meet his week long husband, he is the one accused of cheating, though he is innocent and his dear beloved husband is the one cheating and being unfaithful,all through the week.

Not only that, in this supposed to be honeymoon phase of their relationship, he is shivering and anxious not in lust, but from tangible fear! Nothing has remained normal in his life after the chanced meeting with the wretched man that fateful day!.

Prem opens the car door wide as Arthit gets in the backseat and his eyes go wide. There is hot food and drink packed and prior kept in the backseat as well as a thick woollen coat, courtesy Arthit guesses Em. The secretary gets in the front seat beside Prem who will be driving them.

" Eat and drink well, young master Arthit. Gain your strength and get yourself warm.. One word of advice.. don't argue or talk back . You will be less harmed."

And Em doesn't utter a single word more through the two more hours of ride through a beautiful countryside now drenched in the rays of setting sun..Arthit inspite of himself soaks in the outside world as he cocoons himself in the warm woollen material and starts to have the food and sipping occasionally on the cooling drink..

He remembers the girl's rumoured horrible tale, atleast Em has given him sustenance and warmth. He starts devouring what he considers to be his last hot meal, looking outside trying to immerse himself in the beauty of the new place passing him by in myriad colours as the car zooms by the various green fields and hillocks, Prem is an expert driver..

When the scenary becomes more rustic and lonely, a cottage comes into his view. Em gets down , but Prem doesn't. Em opens the back door of the car and let's Arthit out.

" Go straight. Your room is upstairs. The door passcode is ***602.  Remember what I told you ."

Though Em's voice is impassive he does something completely unprecedented. He squeezes Arthit's hand, but immediately, turns back and gets in the car, not meeting his surprised eyes.
But Prem' s eyes catches Arthit's dark blue ones as the car slowly retreat past him, they also look sad (?), Are they regretting to leave Arthit  behind!

Arthit smiles to himself, he understands, they both are feeling pity for his upcoming fate! He slowly makes his way to the cottage and takes in his surrounding as he walks towards his doom. There are no houses surrounding it, it's a two storey huge cottage and behind it he can see the hillocks and tall pine trees filled jungle from where he is standing.

The air seems colder, Arthit pulls the coat closer to him, he is not feeling afraid anymore instead he feels an odd sense of peace.

The clover shaped leaves on his heart suddenly feels warm, like shielding him from cold,.like it has arrived at it's home..

The evening by now, has given way to a full moon night.. everything shines brighter, miles around is shimmering and clear in the odd white glow of the moonlight, everything had taken up an ethereal tone..the forest looks inviting..he feels his feet turn towards them instead of the house and in the safety of his room.

A wolf howls somewhere as his feet touches the edge of the forest, the leaves rustle, the pine trees sway in a sudden gust of chilly wind.

But Arthit doesn't stop..he feet automatically takes him deeper inside the deep dark forest, his path alight by the moon herself..

The four clover leaves unknown to Arthit glows ..

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Next part hopefully soon.💜 Until then stay safe..