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

After two weeks of no reaction from Anurak, King became restless. Though all the other text inductions were working perfectly as Anurak had started becoming the raunchy whore he wanted in his bed, King still felt like the training wasn't working. 


Having already warned that without torture, there wouldn't be much hope for a good result any time soon, Master Ken was upset when King complained. But he dared not show it. 


“Maybe we should tell him. If I instruct him to comply directly, with time, the stimuli will become natural.” Ha advised with clenched teeth. 


"No." King shook his head and his eyes got colder. 


The problem wasn't complicated, but it wasn't simple either. 


King wanted to plant a trigger that would make Anurak come to him and only him for sex. And he needed the boy to do it without knowing he was being controlled. As long as he doesn't know, he will never be able to break out of it. 


The Trigger