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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

Rafael Novikov? What is he doing here? 


“Young Master. We need to leave.” Payu sent a text to King. His face now carried a hint of dread and haste. 


After reading it, King pocketed his phone and started sliding down the tree. Payu also followed, but to his surprise, instead of trying to escape, King went towards the injured man. 


“Young Master!” Payu rushed over to him and tried to stop him. “We shouldn't get involved.” He warned sternly. 


“Please, help me.” A grave and trembling voice reached them. Just then, the sounds of men yelling at each other in a foreign language came from afar. 


“Are we going to argue or get out of here?” King snorted at Payu. 


“I am not leaving him behind.” King cut him off. He then by-passed him and approached the injured man. 


Getting to him, he bent down and took a good look. 


“It's really him.” King muttered under his breath. Though he was shocked, nothing betrayed his emotions. 


Leave it to me