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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I like him too but I am not going after him. You can only get him over my dead body, New mused inwardly. But there was no hint of his dark mood on his stone-cold face. 


"I heard you have a terrible rage." He sneered. 


"It takes one to know one." King sneered back. 


New's heart quivered. He brought his head to the side slightly and gave King a deep look. 


Suddenly, New smiled. This time, instead of throwing the drink into his throat, he sipped it slowly, savoring the flavor, using it to hold himself together. He really, really wanted to punch this guy in the face. 


Knowing he had no way to topple King, he decided not to go head-to-head with him. Since Anurak would be leaving at the end of the semester, he saw no reason to start a fire. Therefore, he played along. 


"If he doesn't end up liking you, let him go. Don't ruin my best friend." 


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