"Are you okay, Pete?" Porsche asked me. His eyes are almost closed. He looks drunk, but I know he's not. His alcohol tolerance is too high to get drunk with just a few shots. It was his facade for other people to think he was already drunk and could refuse to drink more. He is cunning when it comes to drinking.

"I'm fine. Go and enjoy yourself." I tap his shoulder and push him gently into the crowd.

"You better be. I drag you here to unwind, my dear best friend. So enjoy, okay."

"I know. Don't worry about me. I'm fine. I need to get away from them. You know my alcohol tolerance is not as good as yours."

"Okay. I'll be back."

I just nodded my head and waved my hand to him to leave. Sometimes I wonder if mom is in Porsche's body. He is such a nagger when it comes to me. I know he really cares for me, but sometimes his nagging is too much for me to handle.

I roamed my eyes around the club we were in and heaved a deep sigh. Porsche drags me to this high school reunion to unwind, but I can't. I have a lot on my plate. Problems after problems, and I don't know how to handle everything.

Being the eldest is hard but being a breadwinner is the hardest. My dad has thymus cancer. The doctor said he needed to undergo surgery as soon as possible for long-term survival. I wanted to prolong my father's life. My brother and I only have him. He is my other leg and the other half of my strength. I already lost my mother because of breast cancer, and I don't want it to happen again. I don't want to lose the battle and lose my father because of the same reason. And for that to happen, I need money. A huge amount and I don't know kung saan ako kukuha. Also, Al, my brother, needs money for tuition next week. It's already their exam week. I have money but still not enough to pay his tuition fee. Doing overtime will cover it. Bills due are also near. I need to earn to pay for it.

Seriously, why is my life so hard? Did I kill a king or slaughter a whole village in my past life? Sometimes, I wish that I have a sugar daddy. Someone who can give me all I need. Material, financial, everything. But it's terrible. There is no easy money. Everything should be earned in the right way.

Right way? Earning properly while also losing someone. Life sucks. The world is unfair. I should wish for a sugar daddy just like Porsche. I'm already tired of this kind of life.

"Hey, cutie." A drunk man approached me. He is licking his lips while looking at me from head to toe.

I try to ignore him. I diverted my eyes elsewhere, but when he stopped before me and held my chin, I immediately slapped his hand.

"Feisty. I like it. Play with me, kitten."

"Do I look like a child who needs a playmate in your eyes?" I glare at him, but he laughs at me.He stands beside me and snakes his hand on my waist. "I want you in my bed."

I grimace. I remove his hand from my waist and move away. I want to punch him, but I don't want to create a scene. I leave him. I am not good when dealing with drunk people.

"Hey!" A hand held my shoulder tightly and forced me to turn around. "Don't you dare to turn your back on me? Don't you know who I am?"

That's it!

I grabbed the man's hand on my shoulder and twisted it. He shouted because of pain, but I didn't give a shit about it. I turned his wrist more until he slowly kneeled  on the floor.

"I don't care who you are. I don't give a shit about what you are. I have a lot on my plate, and I don't want to add any to it with your identity." I throw his hand to his face making him lie down on the floor. Then I turn my back to walk away. I saw Porsche running towards me. I should thank this man for teaching me self-defense. Handling that pervert is easy as blinking my eyes.

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Porsche holds both of my arms and turns me around twice.

"I'm fine. Let's go." I grab his arm and drag him away from the place. Knowing Porsche, his hand is as fast as his mouth. He will never let that man let go because of what happened. Porsche is the kind of man who will do anything for his friend. He will hurt whoever hurts his friend. That man, Porsche, will beat him down if we stay longer.

I should ask Porsche to leave this place two hours ago when there were still fewer drunkards around. It's all my fault.

"Where are we?" I stop my step when Porsche pulls his hand to my grasp. I looked around and saw people sitting on the floor licking something on the table. Seems like a powder or sugar? Is that a drug?

Some are puffing cigarettes. There are others injecting something into their arms. Two couples are making out at the center of the room.

"What place is this?" I murmured and looked at Porsche.

"I don't know, but I can sense danger."

I flinched when someone slapped my butt. Three huge men appear in front of us, grinning wide. Their eyes are red. They look like vampires.

"Whom we have here? A beautiful man." The man with a long beard said. He tried to touch me, but I slapped his hand away. They all laugh.

Porsche pulls me behind him. He is covering me with his body.

"We are looking for the exit and accidentally entered here. We're sorry. We saw nothing." Porsche said. His nail is digging into my skin as his grip on my arm gets tighter.

"Really? But we have rules here. No one can leave once you enter. You saw everything." The bulky man said, followed by a laugh. His colleagues laugh with him. I was wrong when I said they look like vampires because now, they look like a devil.

"Look. We're drunk. We can see things properly. I have a poor eye, and unfortunately, my eyeglass..."

"Let me go!" Porsche, unable to finish his lame reason. His fist immediately flew on a long-bearded man's face as the latter grabbed my hand and tried to pull.

"Don't you dare to touch even my friend or us? I will fight you to death!" Porsche said. His fist is already up in the air. The way he stands, he is ready to fight everyone.

"Can you?" The bulky man said, and before Porsche could even make his rebuttal, more men came out from the dark and slowly surrounded us.

I swallow hard. I hold Porsche's shoulder. Damn it! Is trouble scheduled with us tonight?"Arrgghhhh!" We all looked at the entrance door when we heard a loud groan. A tall man flew in from the outside and landed hard on the floor. He vomited blood while holding his stomach.

"What the fuck!" A bulky man shouted and stormed towards the door. "Who the fucked....arrrgggh."

I gripped Porsche's shoulder tightly when I saw the bulky man fly away from the door. His head hit the post hard.

"Look for the exit Pete. We need to escape." Porsche whisper.

I nodded as fast as possible, and my eyes started to look for a door. I saw one on my left, with an EXIT word on the upper part.

"There." I tapped Porsche's shoulder and pointed to the door I saw.

"Let's go." Porsche grabs my hand. We both slowly walked towards the door, doing our best not to be noticed, but everything went useless when the man with a long beard saw us.

"Escaping, huh? No one can escape from this place!" The man shouted and grabbed the chair. Porsche and I lower our bodies. I top on Porsche, trying to protect him with my body as my hand covers my head.

"Arrgh!" I immediately turn my head. The chair the man used to hit us dropped on the floor and broke one of its legs while the bearded man flew onto the table with bottles.

"Making chaos in our territory? How brave you are." Men in black came inside the room, followed by two men wearing different clothes. One is wearing a red suit, and the other is wearing a leopard design polo. The way they walk, they are the boss.

"Who the hell are you?" A man shouted, but I couldn't see who it was. Men in black are covering the view.

"Underboss of the main family, Kinn Theerapanyakul. With me is my cousin, Vegas Theerapanyakul, the underboss of the second family."

Theerapanyakul? Isn't it the mafia? Aren't we already had enough of the pervert and addicts? Mafia, like seriously?

"Are you okay?" I was surprised when I saw the man with a leopard-printed polo squat beside me. He put a coat over me and smiled a little. "I hope your not. Keep the coat and leave the room. Our men will escort you to the exit."

"O..okay."

He is handsome, and his eyes are beautiful.