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Chapter 1

Est was the owner of a small, country town bar. It was small but aesthetic. Perfect like those cool ones that the actors used to visit in movies like fast and furious.

Est was out throwing away the garbage. He heard a screech. He looked up to see a black Mercedes sports car. Like those vintage ones, Going around in a circle like the ones they did in fast and furious. It’s called a drift maybe?

Est looked up to find two people hopping out of the car.

Man 1: you saw that? Perfect isn’t it?

Man 1 who had just stepped out of the car said to the other. Smiling ear to ear like he had achieved something big. He looked young. Est’s eyes traveled to the other guy. Oh was he hot. He looked older than the other.

Perfect jaw line, chiseled face. A black sweater, sleeves rolled up to his forearms. And gosh the specs were making him even hotter.

Man2: hmm you could do better.

He said. As he took out a cigarette and lit it up with his vintage lighter. Maybe he felt est looking at him, he turned his gaze towards est. when he looked at est, something ignited inside est. something that made him feel alive. Est could feel the heat growing in his stomach, to his face but he didn’t look away. He locked his eyes with the man. Some moments passed away.

Man1: let’s go. I’m back with the beer.

Est knew that this guy was going to leave. He didn’t even realise that he had moved. Now he was standing in front of the said man.

Est: hi

Est said in his low seductive voice. The man didn’t say it back. But est caught the amusement in his eyes. The way his breath hitched a little bit. Est was something you would call a menace in a human body. Perfect waist, beautiful face, heart shaped lips and a beautiful curvy ass.

Est: what’s your name?

Est asked poking a finger at William’s chest, going a little closer to him. Looking up at the guy with his beautiful doe boba eyes. The man’s eyes travelled across est’s face and landed on his lips.

“William”
That’s all he said. Est moved away. His hand still intact and if keeping William in place.

“Hey William”
Est said in low seductive voice. This time he withdrew his hand, turned around to leave. Making sure that his hips were swaying and his ass looked perfect. He turned one last time to see William watching him, or more apt would be, his ass. And oh est loved that. One last time William met his eyes. And this time they both felt it. That this was going to be chaos.

———

Est was back inside the bar. Tapping his pen on his notebook where he was making a list. Having a small bar in a secluded area meant you have some questionable customers.

“William”

Est muttered. Hong est’s employee aka best friend turned towards him.

Hong: I’m sorry what?

Est: nothing

Est tried to get out of Hong’s piercing gaze. Est had been single since the day he was born. His only agenda was “who would deserve me?” And est talking about a guy was a development. And hong would not let him go.

Hong: no you just took a name. A name that sounds familiar.

Hong pressed. Est sighed, giving in to his fate. He let go of the pen and turned towards hong completely.

Est: I said William. A guy i met outside.

Hong looked at him for a moment…

Hong: was he tall? Black hair, has a jawline that of a Greek god. Wears specs.

Est was shocked that how did hong know so much.

Est: yes

Est said hesitantly.

Hong: OH MY GOD. You’re telling me THE WILLIAM told you his name?

Est was confused. Who was William?

Est: why is he a big hot shot?

Hong: noooo. You have a bar where most of the time the customers are underground racers and you don’t know their god? William Jakrapatr. The best racer on the field.

Est looked shocked because he never really cared who his customers were. All he cared about was the money.

Est: oh so he races? Like good?

Hong looked offended.
Hong: good? GREAT? He told you his name? He doesn’t do that. The only people he talks to are his friends.

Est scoffed like it was ridiculous.

Est: why he thinks he’s some king or what?

Hong: he is.
Hong said deadpanned. He continued.

Hong: you know that these underground races are illegal right? They need funding. Where do you think it comes from?

Est: I don’t know.

Hong: exactly it comes from mafia families. That’s what makes it even more interesting. And it’s all William’s money.

Est: he knows a mafia?

Hong sighed. Pinching his nose.

Hong: no you idiot, he is the mafia.

Est took a deep breath as the words registered him. William was a mafia? But mafia’s were supposed to be ugly. Why was he so hot??

———

Yeah not the first thought you would have if you found out that the guy who you thought had chemistry with turned out to be a famia but come on it’s Est the diva.

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Est was on his way back after closing the bar. Est’s other employees who also happen to be his best friends had left. His bag in one hand, the other jingling the keys on his finger. His jeans were a little low on his hips, showing a sliver of skin as he walked. Est had a slight sway in his hips that made everyone go crazy irrespective of the gender.

He had walked a good distance from his bar when he heard a car approach. It was coming fast. He was about to make way, when the car started circling him. Drift, it is. Est in between and the car was drifting around him. Est moved as the car was moving. His eyes locked with the driver, William. With his usual specs. His hair falling on his forehead. And est stood there with all the confidence in the world even though his knees were feeling weak.

There was something in William’s eyes. They were cold but warm at the same time. The car came to a halt right in front of est. William stepped out of the car. Taking slow strides towards est. taking out his cigarette, lighting it up. His hands were gloved. He took a slow puff.

Now he was standing right in front of est. they both looked at each other like they were in a challenge on to who will break the silence first. Seeing that William wasn’t willing to speak. Est broke the eye contact and god he hated it. William’s warm black beautiful eyes were comforting. He was about to leave when William pulled him into his previous spot by est’s waist. Est was shocked. He didn’t expect William to react.

If it was some other guy who had dared to touch est’s perfect, beautiful sexy waist, est would’ve bodied him but god when William did it, it felt hot. Like he wanted him to do it again.

William’s focus went from est’s eyes to his waist. God the skin that was showing made William’s breath hitch.

Est: enjoying the view?
Est asked with a smirk playing on his face. William had spoken only one word in between the two times they’ve met, but est knew that William wasn’t immune to him. Est knew his effect very clearly. And god was he loving it? a big fat YES.

William: hmm
William just hmm’d which came out more as a growl. And est could feel the blush rising on his cheeks. And his confidence blazing at that little hmm.

Est: why did you come here William?
Est asked, unable to hold in his curiosity.

William: you didn’t tell me your name.
Est was taken aback. He had completely forgotten that he didn’t introduce himself.

Est: oh my apologies. I’m est.

William took a deep breath in, like knowing est’s name was something addictive. That’s when est’s eyes fell on the small weapon on William’s waist, tucked behind his jacket. William followed est’s gaze. It was a silver pistol. It made est realise that that day hong wasn’t just bluffing. This man in front of him was indeed very dangerous but somehow est couldn’t see the danger.

“Shit I should’ve left it home.” William thought.

William: does it scare you?
William asked. His voice low.
Est looked up at him. He realised that he had been staring for too long.

Est: depends, if it’s being used on me or for me.
Est said with a sass.
William chuckled in his low dark voice. It was so deep and est’s knees threatened to buck. But he stood his ground.

William: never on you Est.

God est’s name coming out of William’s mouth was like smoke. So smooth, and thick. It felt addictive. Est for the first time had felt these feelings and it was overwhelming him.

Est: I see

That’s all he could come up with. His mind a complete fog. William looked at him for a few moments longer.

William: you were returning home right? You should be on your way. It’s late at night.

Est could just nod. And he was making his way towards his home. He turned one last time to see William who was still looking at him. Est waved at him, William nodded in return. That day est went home. How he got out of his clothes, when he took shower, when he went to bed was all a trance. All he could remember was the way William’s eyes had scanned him, the way William had said his name.

———
Back at the street

Nut: you shouldn’t have come to meet him.

Nut, William’s best friend and right hand man.

William: I know. I was fine with watching him from afar. I was fine with him not knowing me. But now that he sought me out. Now that he knows my name, he will know exactly who I am.

William said, his eyes cold but there was a warmth in it.

Nut: but you know it’s dangerous right?

Nut warned. He knew that their world can be cruel, very cruel.

William: I know him. He loves danger. And that’s why he’ll love me.

Nut scoffed,”overconfident are we?”

William: just stating facts.

Nut laughed at that.

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It was late in the evening. Est was on the counter, his legs folded. His T-shirt cropped enough, that it was riding up a little bit, showing a sliver of skin. His chin resting on his hand. He rotated the pen in his hand once, then twice. He was clearly lost somewhere.

Hong: thinking about something?
Hong said with a ghost of a smirk on his face. He was cleaning the tables after a customer had left. He came forward to where est was sitting. Leaning against the counter.

Est: what? No….
Est said. Annoyed that his best friend knew exactly what was going on here. It was true, est was thinking about something. He was thinking about William. The way his name had rolled out of his mouth like smoke, the way his eyes lingered on his beautiful and prefect waist, the drift, the way he had told est to go home after igniting a fire in him.

Est should’ve been scared. He should’ve stayed away when the first time hong had told him about William. He should’ve run the other way. But something pulled him even closer to William. He should’ve been scared of that weapon on William’s waist.But he got used to it since the last time a gun was raised to his forehead.

He had searched about the whole underground racing in the downtown street area. Nothing came up. Only a few paper articles. Apparently it was very hard to spot William. But est had already met him twice in a span of a few days that too around the same time. “Must be his outing, business shady stuff time” est thought.

And right now est was completely and utterly annoyed because he was still thinking about a man he had met two days ago. And that his best friend had caught on.
Hong just raised his eyebrows in return, a mocking grin on his face that said,” oh i know that you like the big bad mafia.”

Just then the bells on the door of the bar jingled followed by a very loud and excited Lego in his pink pants and white off shoulder top waving in with something in his hand that looked like….wait what was that?

Lego: guys guess what?

Est and hong just rolled their eyes and went back to what they were doing. Lego huffed.

Lego: you guys are no fun. Come on est guess what?

Est looked up from his desk.

Est: the only thing I’ll be guessing is how much I should cut from your pay check for being late on a Sunday night. Hong and I were busy the whole time.

Est said making hong snicker. Lego rolled his eyes.

Lego: oh you can survive that but not this one.
He had a sneaky grin on his face.

Hong sighed…”what do you have there?” He asked finally looking at the youngest boy’s excitement.

Lego: finally you asked. These are tickets.

Lego said in a sing song tone. Est was sitting there utterly confused.
Hong: to what? Disney land?

Both est and hong laughed at that, shaking their heads.

Lego pouted clearly annoyed by the lack of enthusiasm.
Lego: no you idiots. These are the tickets…
He gestured hong and est to come closer like he was spilling some secret.
Lego: to the underground race next weekend.
Lego whispered.

Hong’s eyes widened. He clearly got what Lego was trying to say. Est on the other hand was confused.

Hong: are you sure they’re real?
Hong asked definitely suspicious.
Lego: yes 100%. I got it from a trusted source.

Hong leaned back. His arms folded on his chest.
Hong: oh really? Who did you hook up with this time?

Lego: don’t ask too many questions sweetie. Enjoy the show.
Lego said tapping Hong’s chin.

Est: what are you guys talking about?

Hong: okay here’s the explanation. Since these races are underground and illegal, they take place on specific dates. Whenever there’s not much attention. To attend these races you need these tickets…
Hong showed the ticket to est.

Est: how did you know it’s real?

Lego: there are two types of people in the race. One are the drivers and their team and the others are the spectators. Other than that are the higher ups who handle the whole show.

Hong: these shows have very less seats. Like reserved tickets. It’s very hard to get your hands on it. And because there are limited number of tickets it’s easy to tell if they’re real or fake.

Lego: every ticket has a signature on the back. The signatures are of three people, of two different types. First are the normal spectators and the racers tickets, they’re signed by the two directors of the show’s committee, Tui and nut. And the most important ones, the vip ones are signed by the leader himself.

Est: William?
Est asked, more like he confirmed.

Hong and Lego nodded.
Est: then who are these vips?

Hong: the race itself isn’t so underground. It’s the meetings. The meetings are held during these races. For some sort of shady work.

Lego: really? I didn’t know
Hong: that’s what I’ve heard.

Est: I see.

Lego: so you guys coming?
Est: we can go?
Est said, clearly not convinced.

Hong: maybe we should.
Est looked at hong with big eyes, because this was a first.

Lego almost jumped in the air. He was too excited.
Lego: I’m leaving. Dress slutty.

Lego said as he left.

Est and hong just sighed.

———
Est and hong were cleaning up the last few things to close up the bar when est’s mind travelled back to their conversation. And he realised something. Lego knows a lot of stuff that he and hong does not but even Lego didn’t know about the meetings.

As far as est knows hong has literally no friends except for Lego and est, then who told him. And the last time he checked about the race and William he found nothing.

Then how did Hong know?

Est: about the meetings, how did you know?
Est asked casually. Not trying to make it sound like an interrogation.

Hong: I told you I heard it somewhere.

Hong said with a shrug.

Est: from where?

Hong started fidgeting, like he didn’t like this conversation. Est could feel it. He didn’t want to make his best friend feel uncomfortable. But est had to know if hong was in any sort of danger.

Hong: we have a bar in the downtown street area. It’s the closest bar to the race area. People come here and they talk. A lot.

Hong was laughing when he said this, stretching out the “A lot” but est caught the lie beneath it. Whatever hong was hiding was not something he wanted to tell Lego and est, not yet. And est understood that because the place they came from had made them learn enough that personal spaces are too important.

———

Est, hong and Lego were on a voice call together. It had been a week since the day Lego declared that they are going to that race. Problem is est just can’t stop thinking about the fact that he might run into William there and he wants to look good. It’s not like he usually doesn’t but you get the point.

Est: hmm do you guys think William would be there?
Est said trying clothes on, admiring himself in the mirror.
Hong: why you miss him?
Hong said with a smirk.
Est: miss? Come on, he must be missing me. I’m Est supha.

Hong and Lego sighed.
Lego: hell yeah you are.

Est: what’s the deal about these races anyway?

Lego gasped actually shocked. How could est not know this??

Lego: okay I guess you were living under the rock till now but here it is. Once a month there is a race. Now these monthly races are quite easy to get into. And they’re just races. But the big deal are the half yearly ones.

Est: half yearly?

Hong: yes

Lego: half yearly means, that every six months a race is fixed. Now these races take place unusually. Very less tickets but double the fun. It’s like a complete bar set up, big dj’s, dance floors and cars. Big luxurious cars. And the best part is. Big racers in underground racing from different countries get special invite for the race. It’s a huge respect to get called here.

Est: and who calls them?

Hong: William.

Est: oh
Right William was the leader. So his words are the final call.

Est: William doesn’t compete?

Lego: not that we’ve heard of.

Est: oh

———
Est was now standing over his bed. The room filled with clothes lying everywhere. Est still had no idea what to wear.

So according to est’s analysis, William had meetings during these races (as hong said), and as Lego told him that the whole area is under supervision, which he had specified that he also meant cctv cameras. Now est had two points. Either William had a separate security team for this or he had a big ass computer mounted on his office desk that showed the entirety of the area. So now, est would go with the second one, obviously. So now he would do anything to look super hot.

But what was he supposed to wear. Lego and hong had already messaged him that they were almost done and est was still here deciding.

Five minutes later est was standing in front of his mirror, in his off shoulder black T-shirt, which was bunched up by a button on one side of his waist, showing the skin their and a pair of dark blue jeans that fit perfectly on his waist and made his thighs look delicious.

He went with a winged eyeliner and bit of smoked eyeshadow and he purposely painted his lips red. God he was looking like sin and he loved it.

——
Hong and Lego were already at the door by the time he came out.

Lego whistled, coming closer to get a better look at est.

Lego: I told you to dress slutty not like a sin.

Est rolled his eyes, hong just snickered.

———

It took them thirty minutes in Hong’s car to get to the destination. They would be escorted from the main door to the main area by one of the chauffeur cars available.

By the time they reached the main area, it had been some 45 minutes. When it all came into view it left est shocked. He didn’t expect it to be this huge.

There were cars put on as a display on big trucks. On of the trucks, a whole music set was placed with a dj with his headphones around his neck. There were some people with their car positioned. Maybe the drivers est thought. And far away from it, in a more secluded area was something you would call a cottage.

Est: is that where he is?
Est muttered to himself. The music too loud for anyone to hear.

Lego: the race will only start after 1:30, we still have an hour. I’m heading to the dance floor. Anyone coming?

Hong and est both shook their head. Lego was already making his way to the dance floor.

Hong: I’m gonna go over there. You’re gonna be okay alone?

Hong said as he pointed towards the dj station.

Est: yeah I’ll be fine. You go ahead.
Hong has always loved music. He liked composing. If hong had a chance he would become a composer but people like hong and est didn’t have that luxury.
And est had a mission of his own.

Est made his way to the bar. Sitting on the seat third from the row on the counter ordering a less risky drink. The reason for choosing that exact same seat was because there was a camera there and the best view would’ve been the third seat.

And it worked because back in William’s office, William was watching it. Watching est, looking like a sin in those clothes. Shoulder bare and his waist visible. His hips swaying with every move. William’s control threatened to snap. His knuckles growing white as he clenched the desk harder. God he really needed to focus on this deal and with est looking like this in his territory wasn’t helping.
All William could say was…”Fuck”