The quiet beeps and humming noises of equipment were a soft white noise in the background as his consciousness pulled him from the darkness. Ken could hear voices too low to understand, along with a sense of movement around him. The slightly sharp smell of disinfectant did not completely cover the scent of human sweat and fear. His eyes felt heavy, and he did not want to open them.
“What was that all about? I’ve never seen you so hated by someone of the fairer sex.” Tik mused when the men finally sat down at their own table. Ken sighed a little.
“Remember the Thai woman I met in Barcelona at the Fashion Show? After I had spent the afternoon with her sister? That’s them.”
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I patterned my restaurant after the BarSu Restaurant, at the Sheraton Grand Sukhumvit in Bangkok. The food description is from Celedon Restaurant, also in Bangkok.
Enemies often meet on the narrow road. But what about potential lovers? Read the rest of this entry
WARNING: This chapter contains disturbing scenes of human trafficking. Read at your own risk. Read the rest of this entry
The traffic had slowed to a halt on South Outer Ring Rd, but the vehicle’s hotspot was working fine. There was still time to review his schedule for the day. Ken was checking his email on his tablet, when the soft sounds of Pachelbel’s “Canon” chimed from his phone. Read the rest of this entry
Everyone is back in Bangkok. Will they ever meet again? Of course, it’s a fanfiction! We finally get to meet a new character which may be familiar to lakorn fans… 🙂 Read the rest of this entry
We now begin Sri’s entrance into international fashion. It’s just a small showcase, what could go wrong?
NOTE: I have included some photographs at the end of the post to better explain the descriptions of the outfits worn during the showcase.
The runway was a gray slash cutting through the throngs awaiting the fashion show. Klieg lights lined the walls, waiting to spotlight the stage. Outside on the balcony, refreshments were arranged on tiers of white-covered tables. People milled around, alternately admiring and envying each other. The chairs at the VIP section as well as the stands at the far end of the catwalk were gradually filling with the chattering crowd. Read the rest of this entry
Who thinks the world is a better place for hot Thai actors on motorcycles?
Drops of water flashed briefly in the fluorescent light as Tik shook his head and started toweling it dry. It had been an excellent workout; this group of recruits showed great promise to become superior law enforcement officers. They were still out at the obstacle course, training, but he had to get back to office at headquarters. Read the rest of this entry
“I’m telling you, Kira, it was crazy! I rarely meet anyone of importance at work; I usually just submit my artwork, and then see the finished product.” Mila was curled up on her pink chintz couch with her phone pressed against her ear. A half-eaten pizza was haphazardly propped atop a pile of magazines on the glass coffee table. She reached down for her orange juice glass, and her hand clipped a blue glass candy dish. A bit of juice sloshed on her sweatpants. “Rats! Hang on a moment, Kira. I have to put you on speaker phone.” She placed the phone on the kitchen countertop. Read the rest of this entry