Engfa Waraha never believed in fate - until it threw her straight into the path of Charlotte Austin, the one person she couldn't stand. To Engfa, Charlotte was nothing but a spoiled, entitled brat - the type of girl who had always looked down on her, believing the world owed her everything. And to Charlotte, Engfa was the player who never took anything seriously, always playing the system. But fate, relentless and unforgiving, had other plans. One moment - one touch - and everything changed. What began as a fierce rivalry between two girls who couldn't have been more different slowly evolved into something more complicated, more dangerous. A storm of hate, desire, and undeniable connection - woven together by a force neither could comprehend. Then, without warning, Charlotte vanished. No explanations, no goodbyes. Engfa never understood why Charlotte left - and maybe that was the worst part. It wasn't just the absence; it was that she disappeared when they'd finally begun to understand each other. Years passed. The questions never left. The rage dulled. The emptiness remained. Just as Engfa thought she'd finally moved on, fate dragged her back to Charlotte - in a sleek office, in one unforgettable moment. What if fate had never let go, forcing them to confront what they could never forget? What if facing the truth could unite them in ways they couldn't predict? The space between past and present is filled with unanswered questions: Charlotte's disappearance, and the unbreakable bond that continues to shape their lives. ***** ⚠️‼️ This story contains: - Intersex themes (G!P) - Mature/explicit content - Angst If this isn't your cup of tea, feel free to skip it. Consider yourself warned 👀 This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.

Charlotte Austin's life was built on a foundation of success: a thriving career, a devoted girlfriend, and a grandmother who was her only remaining family - until she wasn't. When her grandmother's health fades, a forgotten promise resurfaces - one made long before Charlotte could grasp the weight of true commitment. A vow that binds her to the last person Charlotte would ever trust - and the very person she's spent her life avoiding. Engfa Waraha. The self-centered player from Charlotte's past. The tormentor who turned Charlotte's life into a battleground. The feeling was mutual. Charlotte saw Engfa as a superficial ideal - the last person who could ever understand the meaning of loyalty - and Engfa saw Charlotte as nothing more than the fake girl, the embodiment of everything she despised. But fate, it seems, has a way of turning everything upside down. In a single, fateful moment, everything they thought they knew about themselves and their futures shatters. Now bound by a promise neither of them fully understands, they're caught in an unavoidable web of secrets, betrayal, and a connection they can't escape. It all begins with a bitter vow - and neither of them could have anticipated where it would lead. ***** 🚫⚠️This story contains strong language, explicit sexual content, slow-burn romance, and heavy angst. If these themes aren't for you, please proceed with caution or skip this story. Read at your own risk. ☺ This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.

Bangkok fervilha sob o sol inclemente, e o luto chega quente como fumaça. Engfa Waraha, intersexual, magnética e herdeira de uma das famílias mafiosas mais temidas da Tailândia, retorna discretamente à cidade para o velório de seu tio - o antigo chefe do clã. Mas o que era para ser uma cerimônia silenciosa e estratégica se transforma no início de algo que nem ela poderia prever. Entre alianças desfeitas e jogos de poder, um arranjo de flores luxurioso e perfeitamente ousado chama sua atenção. É delicado, sensual, quase íntimo. Demais para ser apenas uma homenagem comum. Engfa sente, no fundo do peito - e do corpo - que conhece aquela assinatura. Decidida a encontrar quem ousou tocar sua alma com flores, ela chega até Charlotte Austin, uma britânica de olhos verdes e mãos que trabalham com beleza como quem maneja uma arma. Florista de fachada, Charlotte vive escondida entre mercados molhados e ruas apertadas, mas seu passado tem espinhos, e o perfume dela é de segredos. Quando o submundo encontra a arte, quando a violência encontra o toque macio de uma pétala... nasce um desejo proibido, perigoso e avassalador. Entre lençóis, ameaças e sangue, Engfa precisará escolher entre manter seu trono - ou queimar tudo por amor.

Charlotte Austin en cuanto termina la carrera se va a vivir con su prometida Heidi, con quien hizo votos de castidad hasta después del matrimonio. Respetuosa, tradicional y sobretodo, tiene su vida planeada desde que era joven. Pero su vida comienza a torcerse desde que conoce a Engfa Waraha, todo lo contrario a ella. A la vista de todo el mundo es fría, pedante y muy dada al libertinaje, conocida por algunos como "La viuda negra" que tratara de corromper y mostrarle los oscuros caminos del placer a Charlotte Austin. Charlotte G!P Autor original: @Elio_Kin ESTA HISTORIA NO ES MIA ES UNA ADAPTACIÓN, TODOS LOS DERECHOS A SU AUTOR ORIGINAL.

Toni era extremadamente joven, una niña apenas entrando a la adolescencia y Cheryl una cretina por posar sus ojos en Toni. Luego de que el padre de Toni Topaz, junto con su madrastra hayan decidido tomarse unas vacaciones y que la dejaran a cargo de su tía, Cheryl Blossom al fin ve la oportunidad para acercársele y hacerla experimentar día a día los exquisitos sabores del sexo. Nada la detendría, quería a su sobrina en la cama, debajo de ella satisfaciendo su hambre de sexo por ella. Todo el crédito de la historia @__Bomshell__ quien escribió la historia original y me dejo adaptarla. TERMINADA