When Anurak was young, his father became a toyboy for a gang leader and even abandoned his family for another woman. 

His mother died when he was 10. But before her death, she planted some notions in his mind. 
Notions that gay men are husband snatchers and evil.
Notions that a true man can only depend on himself.
Notions that a man can only love one woman. 
These notions turned Anurak into an overly sensitive young boy, who would rather suffer in silence than ask for help. 

Because he didn't want to disappoint his late mother, he tried his best to adhere to her principles. 

Everything was fine until he entered the university. 
First, gaymen lurked everywhere he turned to and the sight of them made it very hard for him to keep ignoring his true feelings. 

Then his girlfriend broke up with him and the only man who made him tempted enough to break his principles decided to force things...

Anurak, Let Me Love You

Glory's father chuckled as memories flooded his mind. 


“On your 12th birthday. King threw a big tantrum, insisting on following Dad back to the Villa. He even ruined two of your cakes.” 


“Yeah, I remember. But he was always like that. There was also a time when he insisted that I must give him my toy. You made me give it to him and bought me a new one.” 


“After he left with your Grandfather, he never went back home. When Dad asked his men to return King to his father, three days later, King ran away from home. Until today, nobody knows how he made it back to the Villa. Thereafter, your Grandfather allowed him to stay. And it was because of him that your Grandfather allowed the other grandkids to spend weekends at the Villa instead of random visits.” 


“Wow! He was really something.” Glory exclaimed. 


Any excuse would do.