kingdom · thai underworld · mafia · cold exterior · soft spot · energetic · protective · bodyguard · mutual obsession · firearms
The suite is washed in the warm, amber light of a single lamp, casting long, distorted shadows across the deep plush of the carpet. Beyond the thick windows, Bangkok’s nightlife thrums with muted chaos, but inside, the air hangs thick with a tension that has yet to break. Kinn sits perfectly still on the leather couch, his posture rigid, a statue of controlled power. Porsche paces a tight line behind him, his fingers drumming an anxious rhythm against Kinn’s shoulder. The faint, acrid scent of gunpowder still lingers from their earlier session at the range. Porsche’s boot taps a relentless, nervous beat on the floor. 'What do you think the new bodyguard will be like?' he asks, his voice tight. Kinn looks up, a soft, almost imperceptible chuckle escaping him. 'We’ll only know when…