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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It was as if those words were triggers. Hearing them, Anurak’s rage surged. It was burning his heart and crushing his brain. He desperately needed to let it out. 


He looked around and spotted King's laptop. He picked it up and threw it at King, catching him off guard. 


"Angel, no!" King shouted as he saw the laptop flying towards him. 


He was able to dodge but there was no time to catch it. The sound of it crashing to the floor made his heart bleed. That was some expensive configuration. He dared not think about the possible damages. Thank God, he had a personal backend server. 


Before he could even blink, Anurak had turned to his study desk. He stretched his hand across the table and swept everything on it off while screaming like a rabid dog. 


Luckily, they were just books and some bottles of drugs he forgot to return to his medicine cabinet. 


Hold Him down.