Second Nightfall
1014 Words
Second Nightfall
"You're getting married???!" A middle aged woman's voiced roared inside the spacious office on the top floor of a business building. It's only ten in the morning.
She is wearing a pair of black top and white bottom pantsuit. Her hair is in a tight bun tied behind her head. She's holding a black colored Gucci handbag. Typical rich lady.
"I don't see the reason for your outburst, Pring!" Prama retorted back to his ex-wife.
He wears a white shirt under his black business jacket and pants. His red and white tie is neatly tied on his neck. Beau made him change earlier this morning after they got carried away and turned their make out session into something hotter.
She sneered. "No reason? He's twenty three f*****g years old!"
"So?" Prama sat on his swivel chair behind his desk calmly. He then swiveled from right to left, then back again, not caring about what the woman in front of him is saying.
"We have a son who's older than him!" She slapped her hand bag against the hardwood desk that has the name plate in front of it that says Prama Khamsaen, CEO.
"Again, SO?!" He stood up and took the hand bag off the table and threw it at her.
"You really don't have any decency left, do you Prama?"
Prama looked at his ex-wife and sneered. "Decency? Who was it who cheated on me all those times while my son was still a baby? All throughout his childhood. Who was it, Pring? And god knows how many other conquers you had without my knowledge after that." He asked her mockingly.
She didn't have a comeback. They were both very young. She wasn't ready to leave her carefree lifestyle even after getting pregnant at seventeen.
She clenched her hands. Now is not the time to anger her ex-husband. She needs him. She needs his money. She needs his connections.
"Fine! But we're not done talking! I'll be back for the contract with Mr. Daichi." She picked up her handbag that fell to the floor as she failed to catch it earlier.
"We got nothing more to talk about, Pring. I am not signing that contract." Prama sat back down on his chair and faced his laptop computer.
"WHAT?!" She yelled on top of her voice. Prama glared at the woman.
"You heard me. Now get out." Prama pointed the door at her which is a few yards away across the desk.
There are two long couches in the middle of the office a few feet from the desk and a coffee table in between. For guests and clients when they come to the office. Prama's desk is next to the window that faces the busy business district of the city.
"Prama!" The woman scream in disapproval.
"Get out! Or I'll make you get out." Prama's eyes are throwing daggers at the woman. His handsome face showed stern dominance.
Pring Anuwat is fuming but didn't have a choice so she started walking towards the door and slammed it behind her.
Prama sighed in relief as he slumped his back against the softness of his seat.
Talking to his ex is always a headache.
But then he smiled when he remembered what happened this morning.
He made love to his lovely fiancé right under the morning sun.
'Life is good.'
Prama Khamsaen had a smile on his face as he continued onto his work. He has an important business meeting with the president of a construction company.
This will be another chance for a great partnership.
***
"You look glowing today, future Mrs. Khamsaen." Kian Inthuang, Beau's friend commented on his physical glow.
"Correction. Future Mr. Khamsaen." Beau replied as he lay his lunch with Kian's on their table.
The two friends are on a lunch date given that it is their day off from their residency.
Beau and Kian are medical graduates from Aspen University, Bangkok. They finished their four year medical degree this year, only almost eight months ago.
They are both doing their one year residency at Inthuang Medical Center. Kian's family owns the hospital.
These two have been best friends since they both started college. And Kian knows Beau's past. And his secrets. Well most of it.
"So. You have the definite date yet?" Kian asks Beau as he fed himself with Beau's padthai.
"April. But no date and time yet. Prama wanted me to focus on my internship first." Beau stopped eating the padthai right after Kian dipped his fork in it.
He pushed the plate of his food towards his friend. He settled with his iced tea. He ate plenty earlier anyway. After the rigorous exercises he had this morning.
Beau smiled.
"Ey! Don't creep me out with that smile. If I didn't know you live a very sexy lifestyle, I would think you poisoned this food." Kian is pointing at Beau with his fork.
"Kenny! If it's poisoned, my mouth would be bubbling by now. You saw me eat it right in front of you. Tsk." Beau defended himself.
"Right. Right. Like I don't know you are also a descendant of the ninja assassin. You can even make my phone disappear right off my hand without me noticing it." Kian continued his insults. If you can call it that.
Beau just gave Kian a meaningful grin. He did do that.
Kian suddenly went in panic as he searched his pockets to know if he lost anything.
"Ya! Where's my wallet?!" He checked all the hidden compartments of his clothing and found one thing missing.
Beau smiled and waved the little black wallet in front of Kian's surprised face. Beau pulled it back before Kian can snatch it from him.
"Waiter! Check please!" Beau called to pay their lunch bill. He then turned back to Kian. "You're paying, Kian."
"You're stingy, you know that! You have a billionaire husband and yet you're making this poor me pay." Kian pouted. He was unable to retrieve his possession from Beau.
"He isn't my husband yet. And besides, I don't own his money. I'm a working man now. I pay for myself."
"Yeah. Yeah. You and your morals. Tsk!" Kian knows how Beau is and he is proud of him. He loves his friend.
The two friends were waiting when a tall and handsome figure walked towards them.
"Look who's here? If it isn't my future stepmother."
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