Arthit pov

He is back home. My grand father. I am going to stay with Kong today. P Prem was calling me continuously. I never picked up. But I did message him back ...".I am going  with Kong to his condo, you pls study and not break your head over my imminent heart break. "

Kong really is a gentle lover. Amazing in bed . Oviously I don't have any other to compare him to. He says I am great in bed too.  I don't really care. I want to shower him with all the  love I have in my soul.

I am  resting now after our passionate love making. I am feeling a little breathless. Nothing a little rest cannot take care. I check  my mails. There is another online project offer with a good pay.

I peek at Kong , he is preparing something for us to eat in the kitchen . I can see his back from the bed. His well defined shoulders and sturdy back invites me in ... He is still shirtless, he carries my marks of passion on his back... I cannot help but think about the six packs and well let's not go south from there .  He is making us dinner and then we  both need to study. But its so comfortable in his bed .

He is not allowing me to wear specs in front of him. He says he loves to look at me when we are making love . He says my eyes speaks to him. What I want ..where I want ...how I want..damn the pervert ...

Once he even asked about the scars on  my  back , where my grandpa when  I accidentally came in front of him..hit me with his walking cane..

I told him a made up story of cycle fall and bla bla bla. Sometimes when we are intimate I get scared. He looks at me with so much love. I feel this is all real. He really wants me forever.

I can't give him forever. Grand father will never allow it. He will never allow me to be with anyone. I belong to him . It's not about man and woman , I just cannot be happy when his son died and he is left with no heir , but a sick boy who refuses to follow his orders and take his money.

Kong even doesn't know my real surname. I use my mother's maiden name. My college register has my original one, which is well hidden because of my grandfather's profile and for my safety ...   I anyways refuse to use it.

Kong once asked me my home address.. I told him a white lie. .. I stay at P Prem s dorm and sometime with p prems parents. He knows my parents have died .

What He doesn't know is how my dad died after murdering my mother in front of my eyes .

I was 10 years then. My father was an alcoholic. Why he married my mom against my grand father's wishes I never understood, when he didn't even love her.

He could have just made her abort me then.  . He had enough power and money to do so. Why he cared for his unborn child then when he never cared when I was born remains an eternal mystery to me.

We both were my father's sore spot. I was born with this disease ...which I had no control over.. I was physically weak. He knew I can never be the son he wants. His so called sacrifice of marrying my mother was in vain.

My earliest memory of him hitting her was  when I was just 5 years old. I was not spared too. But most of the time it resulted in unwanted hospital visits, awckward questions from doctors and spending of his precious money to change the medical reports. What a pathetic son was I to him .. I couldn't even take his beatings.

On that fateful day he was again beating up my mom  to sign the  divorce papers. She adamantly was refusing. She believed my future will be jeopardized with divorce. Her sick child. Her love for me was her downfall ...I still don't know why she thought my future needed his so-called money and his surname.  He pushed her but somehow this time she fell off the stairs.

I had come out of the room scared with all the shouting and regular drama  ..wanting to take the beatings instead of mom.. but I was too late..  I remember how her body tumbled and fell down. How the servants screamed .

I don't know why he ran out and sped in his car after that. Anyways it would have been written off as an accident. May be he was too eager to go and give the good news to his mistress or my grand father. I will never know. He died in a head on collision.. he was very very drunk.

My nightmares are always filled with my mother's screams and her body tumbling down. She died protecting me and my grand father was stuck with a sick weak grand child as reluctant heir. No one can say that the old man's  hate is misplaced.

I don't touch his money ,neither my dad's except for  my college fees. I have my plans to return every penny which I ever took.  I have to pass and then I can fly off. May be..he is too powerful. But I have to try. My intelligence is my only road to escape.

I got out of reminiscing of my past when Kong called out to me for dinner.

I was sweating profusely, my breathlessness have not reduced . The past memories flooding me  didn't help the breathing at all.   Moreover today We have really outdone ourselves  while you know doing  what.. some spots on my skin were bleeding still..

So when Kong called and I stood up to go to the table from bed  I suddenly felt very dizzy . And I fell.  .. I hit my head on the floor lightly .. but the skin broke..it was like a slow motion movie scene. ..

I can feel the blood oozing, Kong kept on calling my name .. I know the blood will not stop.   It was oozing out too fast.. my vision gets blurry...

Kong  doesn't know that blood will not stop ..I could only utter one word before everything went dark..

"Sorry kong." ..

;;! A/n "": Arthit past is revealed. He suffered a lot..now I am going to go into hiding before you all can  murder me..few more chapters to go:::..love you all ..don't be too harsh pls..but do give suggestions..

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