When the waiter placed the girl's lunch on the table, Lien suddenly remembered and nudged Nanfha in the side with his elbow. Nitta was happily eating a salad with fried shrimp and steak.

- Oh, for what? - The mobster groaned pretentiously, turning to Raed.

- I have to go to work in two hours, and with the traffic I won't be able to get to the apartment in time! It's all your fault! If tomorrow the whole house smells like spoiled food, you'll buy me new furniture, got it?! - Lien scolded him and Ni looked up at the couple.

- What did I do? - did not understand Nan.

- And who turned on resentment in the morning and left without having breakfast, eh? - Raed was indignant, while his friend realized their quarrel.

- So YOU didn't put the food in the fridge, and it's my fault? By the way, you said yourself that you didn't eat breakfast either," Nan lifted Lien's face by his chin and looked into his eyes.

Lien drowned in those chocolate eyes, completely forgetting about his friend at the table, exactly until....

- Cough-cough-cough... - The girl coughed, choking when it came to her realization that Nan had spent the night at her friend's Kondo.

- Nitta, are you alright? - Raed interjected, but the girl raised her hand as she continued coughing, taking a glass of water with her other hand.

- Oops, can I stop by the house and put everything in the fridge? Would you like that? - Nan offered, trying to negotiate.

- Yes! I don't want to change the furniture, and after your cleaning, I'm psychologically traumatized! You have to take responsibility for it! - Lien said without thinking.

- Yes, Mommy, I'll go and put the food in the fridge. And about the injury... I thought I already took responsibility... A few times. But if you want, I can do it again. I'd have to write a letter of explanation for being late for work. I can see your boss's face when he reads 'I was late for work because my husband was treating a psychological trauma after cleaning'," Nan teased the handsome Nan and a second later, water from Ni's mouth splashed across the table.

- Have you been to his house? - Finally, the shocked girl asked Nan and he nodded.

- Waiter! Champagne! - Shouted Nitta, happy for her friend.

- Ni! Are you crazy? I have to go to work in two hours, Nan has to drive, and you too! - Lien was indignant and Nan laughed.

He understood the reason for Ni's behavior. After all, Kin talked about the fact that his friend did not bring anyone to the apartment. And judging by the girl's reaction, now he had another ally in taming the owner of the capricious ass.

The waiter came up to clarify the order, but Nan waved his hand: "Go on, don't need anything. Bring the girl a juice, and another.... Khun Nitta is our vip customer with a permanent 20% discount on everything. Tell him to pay for dinner with the same card as the damage at the bar.

- Yes, Boss," the young man bowed his head and departed.

- This hotel is yours?! - Nitta exclaimed and Nanfha nodded.

- 'Ni, can we chat next time? In... 1 hour and 47 minutes Lien should be at work, and if he doesn't go in the next 15 minutes, he'll definitely be late. And me, as you heard, I have to go back to the apartment, otherwise your friend will cut me like a young calf if I don't put the food in the fridge, - the mafioso suggested and the girl agreed, because she had almost finished eating.

- Beast! Why are you making Dexter out of me?! - Lien was indignant, though he found the concern cute.

Lien's phone rang again and he took it out of his pocket and answered it.

- Hello.

📞- Khun Lien, you asked for a report on the Phiat Wongsawat case.... Here's the thing... - a voice was broadcasting and Nan heard it.

- Is something wrong? - Raed frowned, not realizing that the man next to him could hear the conversation.

📞- Yes. The thing is, there are two paper versions of these reports. Yours and Khun Yun's. And the electronic one is only Khun Yun's," the guy continued to speak in a guilty voice.

- Get to the point, Khun Win," the handsome guy stammered.

📞- The report numbers are the same, but the contents are different,' Win said softly and now Nan frowned as well.

- What do you mean different? All that's different is the signature of the medical examiner! - Lien couldn't stand it and raised his tone slightly, but Nan took his hand.

📞- Unfortunately not only that, Khun Lien.... - Raed realized from the tone of his interlocutor that it was better not to discuss it over the phone.

- I'm on the night shift tonight, I'll be there in about 2 hours. I want to see both documents. And please, Khun Win, don't tell anyone about this. I want to see for myself first, maybe P'Yun mixed up the files.... - he reassured the archives worker, but he himself already realized that wasn't the case.

📞- Okay, I'll be waiting for you," he agreed and disconnected.

Nan sat silently without saying a word, realizing several facts at once: the code from Lien's door wasn't a coincidence, Yun had falsified the autopsy report and appropriated his colleague's work for himself. And his father had paid a lot of money for a quick and honest result on the cause of Fiat's death. And if Lien needed that report, it's likely someone else died the same way, but the person responsible for his brother's death is behind bars.

- Nan. Nan... - Lien called out to the man, but he didn't respond.

A warm hand touched the mobster's cheek and he flinched, turning to look at the handsome man. Raed looked into his eyes and for a moment, a deep pain flashed there that quickly disappeared. He remembered that in two months it would be the fifth anniversary of his brother's death and perhaps Nan had heard the conversation with Yun.

- Am I disturbing you boys? - Nie's voice snapped the boys out of their thoughts and they turned to her.

- I've got to go to work, you've got to go to your husband's, and you've got to go to your apartment! - Lien changed the subject, pointing his thin finger at the people at the table.

- You won't just run away from me! On Sunday, I'm inviting you both to a charity event at the art gallery. No refusal! There will be a display of schoolchildren's artwork for sale. I haven't seen the paintings yet, but Type said there are some interesting pieces," Nitta invited and both of them nodded.

The three people headed towards the parking lot, Nitta got into her blue Audi and watched the couple. Nan wasn't walking by himself and Lien noticed it, so instead of his car he followed Nanfha. The sound of the alarm going off and a few seconds later the mobster's body was already pressed back against the car, kissing passionately.

- Fuck it... He-- He kissed him himself. We should call Kin. - The girl's round eyes widened in shock when Lien kissed Nan by the car.

Nitta started the engine and dialed her friend's number and drove away.

- Listen to me Nan... I have to go to work now, but I promise: tomorrow I'll tell you everything I know about Fiat's death. If you can't drive yourself, call Max and have him pick you up. But don't drive like that, do you hear me? - Raed said affectionately, feeling a little uneasy.

- I'm all right. I'm just thinking. You can drive, Lien,' Nan replied looking at the soft wet lips of the man in front of him.

Raed pulled the man's body to him by the waist and with a gentle kiss on his neck, pulled his phone from his pants pocket. Turning it with the screen facing the owner to unlock it, Lien immediately went into contacts and dialed Max.

📞- Yes, Boss?

- Pick him up from the parking lot of the Luxe Hotel. If anything happens to him, you'll be my exhibit to dissect, Max! - Raed ordered in a serious tone, much to Nanfha's admiration.

"Perfect tone... Classy look... It makes my heart sink..." - thought Nan, looking at the handsome man.

📞- Yes, Khun Raed. I'm not far from here, I'll be there in 15 minutes," Max took the order.

- Great! I'll wait," Raed agreed, looking at the man in front of him.

Lien returned the phone to Nan's pocket while purposely keeping his hand inside. The mobster stared into the whiskey-colored eyes that captivated him. Images flashed through the man's mind: Raed lying with his head in Nan's lap, sitting on the couch in the living room of his house, sparse strands of gray hair in his hair, small wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, but he was still as sexy as ever; they walked hand in hand to the car, two gray-haired old men, Lien's eyes not so bright anymore, but in them a gentle care....

Suddenly...

The image changed to a young handsome man, in whose arms sits a little boy of about 4 years old and squeezes Lien's cheeks, begging to buy a puppy with the words: "Please, please, please, please, Daddy! I love you so much!"

- Nan? - Raed called softly, snapping the mobster out of the sweet pictures.

He pulled Lien to him, wrapping his arms around him. Just a hug, no kisses, no past subtext. Just tenderness enveloping the handsome man like a big soft cloud.

-Thank you... - Nan whispered, clasping his hands a little tighter around the man's waist.

Lien didn't understand what he was being thanked for, but there was a sincerity and tenderness in that one word that he'd never felt from anyone before.

They were distracted by Max arriving and Nanfha let the man go.

- You should go, Raed. You're already late because of me," Nan kissed him on the cheek.

- Max, don't let him drive, understand? Come on, get in the car, Nan, - Raed gave orders and the mobster, smiling, got into the back seat of his car.

Once Nan's cars were gone, Lien got behind the wheel and drove to work. He was ten minutes late, but Nan had sent him a picture of a plate of breakfast in the fridge in the kitchen of his condo with the caption, <I put the food away: one in the fridge, the other portion in myself. It was delicious. Obedient husband.

Lien smiled at the photo and changed into his robe and put on his glasses, heading for the archives. A nervous Win was already waiting for him there. The boy showed him both reports and Lien frowned. Yun's report showed a different drug and a different method of poisoning, signed by his mentor.

- Can I take a picture? - Lien asked and Win agreed.

- Don't tell anyone I've seen both documents. Tell me, Nong, there's only one report in the registry, isn't there? Dr. Yun's? - Handsome guessed and the boy nodded.

- Let's do this. You're new here, right? I'll take my report so you don't have to write seven explanatory notes about an extra document. I'll explain it to the chief and the investigation department myself, okay? I think there's a mole in the department, so whoever asks you for that report, you can't tell anyone there were two. Do you understand? - Lien explained calmly and Win handed him the document.

There were no cameras in the archive, but there were in the corridor in front of it, so Raed folded the report twice and tucked it away in the back pocket of his pants and left the room. Just then he got a call and the man went to the scene of the accident. The bus driver had a heart attack and drove into the truck. Passengers were injured, but no one had fatal injuries. The driver's body was taken to his residence. Keene soon returned from a stabbing call with serious injuries. Lum worked the day today, but at night, Nawat, a quiet calm man in his 40s, took his place.

- Need any help? - Kin came into the morgue, seeing his friend had almost finished the autopsy.

- You can help weigh the organs if you want," Lien answered without looking up from the body.

- Are you all right? - his friend asked, weighing the organs individually and recording the data on a dictaphone.

- Nitta's here... - ignoring Kin's question, the man changed the subject.

- She called me, but I was busy, so I didn't answer. Did Nitta appreciate the new mugs in your kitchen? - Kin teased.

- No.

- Don't tell me you threw them away because you had a fight with your husband? - Kin teased, even though he knew he and Nan had reconciled.

- I didn't have a fight with him," Raed answered without a backward glance, and Nawat looked at the boys.

- Have you finally started seeing someone, Nong Lien? - Wat asked, as he had been at the site of Lien's death eight years ago.

- No, Pi. It's business as usual. It's just that arguing with Kin is useless. They want me to call him husband, fine. What's the difference, husband, kitty, darling, sweetheart - they're all just words and mean nothing to me," Raed replied carelessly without turning around.

- Lien! This morning hasn't taught you anything, has it? One day you'll regret that your mouth doesn't want to hear your heart. Then don't say I didn't warn you, I won't comfort you," Kin warned, but the handsome man only shook his head.

- Nong, let me give you some advice.... The past is something that has already happened and cannot be changed. You don't have to belong to the past, it's the past that should belong to you. You can't just cut it down like a tree with a swinging axe. You must find out what in the old is dead and belongs to the grave, and what is still alive and worthy of life. If you cling to the wrong past, you will never be happy in the future. The future is always fighting the past, and it's up to you to decide who wins," advised Nawat, knowing full well what Lien had been through.

- There's nothing like consistency, P. Nothing has changed in eight years and I'm fine with that," Lien replied and took off his gloves and went to his office to write the report on the driver's death.

Looking at the clock, which showed it was almost 10 pm, Lien took his phone out of his pocket and put it on the desk. Raed sat down to write the report and the death report.

***Let's go back to Nan's car***

- Boss, the guys caught the twins, do you want to see them? - Max asked and Nan nodded.

Fifteen minutes later the car stopped in front of a house with one of the mobster's cars parked next to it. Max opened the door for the boss and he entered the house with an easy gait. His men were holding the slightly beaten guys.

- Which one of you idiots talked to me today? - A chilling voice asked the question and Nan's boys raised their twin heads.

- Ah, never mind, though.... All right, kids, for the last time, Kat belongs to me! This man is mine, and if your lives are precious to you, forget about his existence! Otherwise. next time you won't get off that easy! - Nan threatened, and the boys realized that the man was not joking.

- Don't kill them, just fix their faces a little. I think a couple of broken ribs would be a reasonable request. Max, follow me! - Nan ordered as he left the house to the groans of Itto and Riley.

- Take me to Lien's apartment," Nan asked calmly, and Max nodded.

After almost an hour, Max left the car in the parking lot of the condo. Nan forbade him to go upstairs and went upstairs alone. Entering the apartment, the man walked to the kitchen and saw on the table two plates with breakfast, two empty mugs and cooled coffee in the coffee maker. Nanfha smiled, put the plate in the microwave, and ate happily afterward. After putting the plate and the rest of the dirty dishes from the morning's cooking in the dishwasher, the mobster put the plate of food in the fridge and after taking a photo, sent it to Lien. At that moment, Kin called him, telling him about Ni's call. The girl had asked for his number from Kin, saying she was joining their plan to tame Rhino. Nan smiled at the fact that Lien's friend had taken his side and was willing to help, so he allowed the number to be shared. They discussed Raed some more to adjust the way forward. Afterward, the mobster left the apartment and drove home. On the way, Max said that San asked to meet again on Tuesday, promising an interesting offer.

Nanfha arrived home, went to shower and decided to do some work. In his office, he was working on the contract with Ivo that Diego had brought him. Without noticing how the time flew by, he looked up and saw that the time was almost one o'clock in the morning.

"I wonder... is he asleep?" - The man thought and took out his phone and wrote a message.

Nan <Not sleeping?

Rabbit <No, just changed after my shower.

Nan <I'd like to see you in your work uniform...>.

Rabbit <If I send you a picture... will you send me that video from the office?

Nan <I'll send you both that video and the new one I'm taking...>.

There was no reply for a few minutes, and then the photo came....

Lien is standing in a white doctor's coat on her bare body, sleeves rolled up to her elbows, stethoscope slung over one shoulder, seductive wrist with a watch, thin fingers holding a phone, protruding collarbones, beautiful breasts, flat embossed tummy... A slight, barely perceptible smile and now a new fetish for Nan ... Raed with glasses.

"Devilishly sexy..." - Nan thought, looking at the picture of Lien wearing glasses.

Yes, his gaze looked a little tired, but the playful lust in it was still there. Nan stood up, closed the office door and sat back in his chair, pulling down his pants and exposing his already aroused cock. He turned on the tape and, imagining himself fucking Lien in his glasses and robe, jerked off with low moans. After cumming in just under half an hour, the mobster sent the promised videos and exhaustedly drifted off to sleep, not even realizing how much his Rabbit had been turned on by the last video...

***Morning***

Finished with work, Lien went to his apartment to sleep it off. It had been a difficult night, several calls due to accidents and two suicides. After taking a shower, the man went to bed, putting his phone on silent mode so he wouldn't be distracted. When he woke up at about 4 p.m., he brushed his teeth and went to lunch. No one called him except Ni. At lunch, the words "If you hold on to the wrong past, you will never be happy in the future" popped up in his mind.

- You're right, P. Not being afraid is happiness. I got too carried away, after all, it's just sex and who cares with whom," Lien talked himself into it, finishing his meal.

Opening the dishwasher, the man found clean dishes he hadn't put there. Putting everything in the cupboards, Raed washed a plate in the sink and decided to have some fun today.

- If you eat noodles every day, you'll get bored of them. But I've got a whole bowl of different "dishes"... - he smiled as he took it off the shelf.

Reaching into the golden bowl of debauchery, he pulled out a napkin and.... he was stunned. it had Nanfha's number on it.

- Fuck that! I can't believe that fate would make fun of me like this! Well. let's change tradition and get another one. - throwing the napkin on the table, Lien pulled out the next one....

Five... Fifteenth...

- NANFHA! - Fury overwhelmed him and he grabbed his keys and rushed to the mansion again....