***The Next Morning***

In the morning, Nanfha woke up early and taking his phone, turned it on to take a picture of the sleeping handsome man in his bed. The time was almost 9am. The phone was on silent mode and only vibrated as messages came in. Among them was a message from Kin, who had texted him yesterday, worried about Lien, who wasn't answering calls, texts and wasn't home.

After taking a few nice pictures, he put his phone away on the table by the bed and went to the bathroom. Upon returning, Lien was still sleeping as well, so the man decided to wake him up. Sitting down next to him on the bed, Nanfha ran his tongue over his cheek and leaned down to his exposed breast, gently running his tongue over the nipple and then lightly sucking on it.

- M-m-m-m-m-m-m... is there a little child awakened in you that wants some milk in the morning? - A sleepy voice teased the man, with his body turning to give Nan easier access to the breast he desired.

- You don't give me anything else to suckle, I settle for little.... - Nan mumbled in a frustrated tone, continuing to suck on the sensitive nipple.

- You're a mafioso, ah... what will the others think of you if they find out, ugh... that you're so obsessed with my cock? - Lien asked, moaning, not understanding this man's need for his cock.

- That I'm spoiling my wife? - answered question to question Nan, deciding not to say "What am I spoiling my wife?" for he realized that Lien was not ready to hear those words yet.

- I want you all of you... every millimeter of your body..." the mobster continued, moving up to the man's neck with kisses.

- Ugh... Nan... fuck me already... or let's go eat... I'm hungry... - the handsome man said in a confused voice, pressing the man's head against his neck.

- And what do you want more? Me or food? - teased Nanfha's wife, clutching his cock in her hand.

- Provocateur...you, of course," Lien admitted, not lying in the slightest.

Nan heard the answer and moved closer to him, taking the lube from the table and applying it to his cock, he took his time entering. Lien could feel the care in his unhurried movements and it excited him even more. He'd forgotten that sex wasn't always just sex. It's caring, emotions, feelings. And when those three are mixed together, sex turns from mere masturbation with a live cock, to a beautiful process of pleasure.

- Honey... deeper..." Raed moaned, feeling that the discomfort and pain were gone.

Nan came out of his ass and rolled Lien over on his side, grabbing a pillow and placing it under the handsome man's belly. The mouth-watering ass was now lifted and Nan entered him again, now full length, just as Bunny had asked him to.

- Yeaaaah.... - moaned Raed, clutching the sheets with his hands as his asshole was tormented by the big cock.

- Louder! - A stern order and a slap on his round ass made Lien shriek.

- I said...moan louder! - Another spanking and the movements became wider and sharper.

- Ah! More! Yes! Harder! - screamed Lien, feeling a wave of arousal and goosebumps coursing through his body from these orders.

- Дewd... even louder... - already harder hit Nan's lush buttock, leaving a red mark from the palm of his hand, at the same time harder began to push into the tender channel.

- Yeah! Ah! Nan! More! - Lien almost shouted, feeling the tingling in his lower abdomen from the strokes on his ass, and with each thrust of the cock inside that went through his prostate.

- Yaaah! That's it, my slutty boy..." said Nan with each thrust in his clenching ass as he continued to spank the already red buns.

Lien felt an orgasm coming on, from her husband's voice being so sexy, while his own voice was becoming hoarse from screaming.

- AAAAAAAH! Yeeeaaaaaaahhhh...," the gasping shuddering beauty's scream echoed around the room along with the loud moaning of the man behind him as they cum at the same time.

Lien couldn't move, he was shaking and this time his toes were also numb. Nan came out of his ass, collapsing beside him on the bed and turning his wife over to face him. As before, he kissed his lover's sex-reddened face as he tried to get his breathing in order.

- Your good morning... so good..." Raed wheezed, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

- Any morning with you is a good morning for me, Rabbit... - Nan kissed the man gently on the lips and hugged him.

- Shower... - Lien wanted to say, but he was interrupted.

- Uh-huh... in five minutes... - Nan continued, closing his eyes and hugging the tired handsome man.

Opening their eyes again, they showered, and went down to the dining hall for 'breakfast'. The time was 1:10 pm. At breakfast, Diego came up to them, reporting that Auntie had a flight to London tomorrow at 7:47pm.

- Boss, I rescheduled this morning's video conference about building a casino in Korea to 2pm, said... you're tired after an overnight flight... - the guy reported, blushing slightly.

- Okay, I'll pretend to be tired and sleepy," Nan smiled, looking at the silent Lien.

Ploy entered the dining room and Nan looked at the girl and asked: - Ploy, make tea with lemon and honey for Khun Raed.

- Nanfha! - Lien tried to shout at him, but his voice was hoarse.

- Here! See how hoarse his voice is. 'Move it,' the mobster continued in a serious tone, and only Dieo blushed, knowing full well what made Lien's voice hoarse.

- Where is your husband? - Nan asked and Dieo looked at him.

- At the training ground... - Dieo threw it dryly and Nan grinned inwardly, realizing the reason.

- Honey, I have a conference for an hour, I'll find you as soon as I'm free," the man said affectionately and Dieo was startled by this tone, because he had never heard it with anyone before.

Lien nodded and continued eating. Five minutes later, Ploy came in with tea and set it in front of Raed. Finished eating, Nan went into the study, and Lien searched his pockets, finally remembering his cell phone, which he didn't find there. Remembering that he had left it in the car, he went out the back gate where he met his aunt and, taking the device, returned to the house. On the way, his phone started ringing and he answered it.

- Yes.

- Where are you? Are you okay? Why aren't you answering your phone! - Kin almost yelled at him.

- Why are you yelling at me? If I answered, then I'm fine," Lien was annoyed at his friend.

- Wait... aren't you hungover? You're not usually like this on this day, - Kin suddenly realized, but Raed didn't catch on.

- Like what, Kin? Are you pissing me off this morning? - The handsome man continued to be indignant.

- In the morning? It's almost 2 o'clock! - The worried friend didn't calm down.

- Are you calling me because you missed me? Or because they lost me at work? - Lien wondered, remembering that he hadn't been at work for two days and hadn't notified his bosses.

- Who would lose you on the 11th? You have 10-11 days off every year! - Kin reminded and Lien froze.

- What did you say? It's already 11 today? - A shocked Raed interjected, frantically opening the calendar on his phone.

- You're definitely not okay! Tell me where you are and I'll pick you up! - Kin was worried when he realized that Lien had gotten lost in the days.

- No need, I'll call you later," the man ended the conversation and turned off his phone so his friend wouldn't pester him with questions.

Lien sat down on the couch in the living room, feeling disgusted....

"How could I... how could I forget the anniversary? Traitor... that's what I am now... I'm sorry, Fox... I'm such a lowlife..." - Lien scolded himself, realizing he hadn't made the offering at the temple.

Getting up, he walked over to a small bar, grabbed the first bottle he could find and sat down to drink without even taking a glass. Half an hour later, Nanfha came downstairs and saw Lien drinking on the couch. Frowning, he walked over to him and sat down next to him.

- Will you tell me what the occasion is? - Putting his hand on the man's knee, Nanfha asked.

- I... traitor... I forgot... - Lien answered in a trembling voice, looking forward with a blank stare and the mobster understood everything.

- My dear, let's go... - Nan took his hand and, lifting him from the couch, led him into the study, Raed didn't resist.

Once inside, Nan immediately called Dio and told him to cancel all business for the day. The mafioso sat his wife on a small sofa, taking from his hand a bottle of cheap alcohol with the words: "If you want to get drunk, then not with this...".

The man went to the closet and took out a bottle of whiskey that his father had given him for his 30th birthday and an empty glass. After opening the bottle, Nan poured the liquor into the glass and handed it to Lien.

- You cared about him, so you should get drunk with something expensive. Here. I'm always ready to listen to you, Lien. If you want to cry, cry. If you need someone to hold you, I'm ready to hold you," the mobster stroked the man's hair as he took a sip.

- I betrayed him... I forgot the anniversary... whimper... I'm nothing... whimper... his parents were right... I'm not worthy of him..." Raed sobbed, swallowing whiskey from his glass.

Nan couldn't bear to watch this self-abuse and pulled him into his arms, from which Lien tried to break free.

- No! You must not pity me! I'm an asshole! An asshole! Traitor! - shouted the sobbing Raed, but the mobster only pressed him harder against him.

- You're not a traitor. You deserve to be happy. If he were looking at you right now, what do you think he'd be happy about? That the man he loved is engaging in self-defeating behavior and getting drunk, or the way you spent the day yesterday, with a smile? - Nan spoke slowly and affectionately, stroking his back.

- If I were in his shoes, I would be very sad to see my beloved stuck and unable to move on... How he gets drunk every year, as if punishing himself for something that wasn't his fault. The more you hold him with these negative feelings, the more you delay his reincarnation. If you wish him happiness, let him go. Let him continue his journey, don't hold him. Keep only the good moments in your memory. Come on... today you can drink as much as you want, but not alone. Don't remember the bad. Today will be a new anniversary day. Bright and warm," the man continued, opening the bottle and pouring the alcohol into the glass in Lien's hand.

- No! You can't be in his shoes! You can't! Don't you dare! - screamed Lien upon hearing the phrase 'been in his shoes' and clutched his t-shirt tightly to his chest.

- Shh, shh, shh... I'm not going anywhere, Rabbit... I promised you... I won't go away and leave you... Do you want me to have a drink with you? And tomorrow we'll go to the temple and make an offering, eh? - Nan reassured his wife, pulling her closer to him and kissing her hair.

- Promise? - he raised his head, looking into the dark eyes, and the sobs became quieter, because Lien realized what the man had been saying all along, and Nanfha nodded, moving him into his lap.

- Why didn't anyone remind me before ... why ... whimper ... no one ... not even Kin ... and mom and dad ... why didn't they tell me ... whimper even after I died I hurt him for so many years ... whimper ... why! - Raed was angry at himself and everyone else, starting to sob and drink again.

- Hey... Everyone grieves in their own way, my good man... if they had told you before, would you have heard them? Or maybe they did speak, but the pain was so intense it drowned out the words? I'm with you... from this day forward and for all the years to come, I'll be there for you..." the mobster continued to say while his Rabbit was drinking.

Nanfha hugged him as he continued to pour alcohol into his glass and listened to his wife's stories about her ex. He wasn't jealous, he was well aware that if he didn't let him vent this pain, these emotions, they wouldn't be able to move on. The man listened silently, nodding occasionally and pouring whiskey into his glass. By the end of the first bottle, Lien was already recounting funny moments he'd had with Fox and suddenly asked a question: -How did you know that a frappuccino with caramel syrup and chocolate with orange calms me down?

- Maybe... your Foxy wanted someone to support and protect you, and that's why this information reached me? - Nan smiled, kissing the handsome man on the cheek.

- Tell me honestly, Husband! Do you have someone else? - Lien suddenly switched to another path.

- What makes you think so? - The mobster was genuinely surprised.

- Then tell me! Who did you buy the olive Toyota for? - pointing his finger at his husband's chest, the handsome man was angry.

- How do you know? Well, it doesn't matter. I bought it for Molly. And an apartment near your university, and I paid for all her doctoral studies," the man admitted honestly, and Lien's drunken eyes widened in shock.

- So you're dating her, huh? Let go of me! - Raed started to lash out, feeling that he wasn't the one upset and pissing off.

- I think someone's had a little too much to drink... Baby, I'm gay. I'm not interested in women, especially not little ones. But... such a capricious ass like yours... is very much my type... - grabbing the man's waist, Nan pressed him harder against him, and got aroused while the drunkard fidgeted his cute ass on his cock.

- 'I'm only interested in you, Lien. Do you understand? - Nan asked, looking into the drunken whiskey-colored eyes.

Lien felt the heat spreading through his body at those words, reaching his head. He leaned down, towards the man and kissed him so passionately that they both tasted blood. Raed pressed his whole body against him, but it didn't seem enough, so he pulled off his and Nan's shirts, wanting to feel his warmth.

- I want you, my own personal Beast..." Lien said quietly, looking into the dark and tender eyes of the man on whose lap he sat....