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

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"Who is this? Why do you have my sister's phone?" The guttural voice turned sterner in an instant. 


"Itim, she's been shot. She's been shot!" Anurak whisper-screamed in horror. 


"What? Where are you?" The voice toned down, it was startled and concerned. 


"At the ferry dock. In a boat. She…" 


"Okay, calm down." The voice replied. "Where was she shot?" 


"Shia!" The voice grunted. "Find something to stop her from bleeding out. Do you know how to do that?" 


"Yes!" Hearing the question, Anurak's boys scout training kicked in. 


"Good! Make sure to put a lot of pressure on the wound, okay." 


"Okay." Anurak was already trying to remove his shirt while still on the phone. 


"Put the phone on speaker and get to it." The person ordered. His voice was so strong that Anurak was compelled to obey. 


It's him!