CHAPTER TWELVE
LAMON’S POV
The burning taste of neat London dry was drowned by the rage inside me. Two things had pissed me off tonight. First, Flex did not take my orders seriously and now not only did I not interrogate Jay but I had a shipment missing. Kittisak better praying really hard because if I link the missing shipment to him, he was done for. I could tolerate a lot of his little mischiefs but coming after me in such shady ways was something I couldn’t stand. To add salt to the injury, there was not enough drugs or alcohol or men to stop me from thinking about that stupid kiss. No one, not even Tawan, was allowed to live rent free in my brain and that stupid, spoilt brat was making me suddenly want to kiss him again.
I had no idea what time it was or what the older man across m
