A PondPhuwin fanfiction ♪ He was supposed to defend a criminal. That was all Pond thought it was. Another ugly case. Another rich man trying to buy his freedom. Another harassed victim reduced to statements, medical reports, and courtroom arguments. Until the victim walked into court - and it was his husband. ♪ Phuwin. The quiet man Pond had married only weeks ago, arranged. The man who still blushed when their hands touched. The man who apologized too much. The man who didn't tell him about being assaulted. Suddenly, the case stopped being paperwork. Because while the courtroom demanded evidence, Pond was forced to hear the raw truth: Phuwin had survived sexual assault. Humiliation. Fear. The kind of violence that crawls beneath skin and stays there long after bruises fade. And the worst part? Pond had been standing on the wrong side. ♪ This story belongs to me. I do not own the characters nor the places or the substances used in this story. Everything is only for entertainment purposes only.

"I'm burning and it's because of you." Three years ago one decision tore them apart before they even could be together. Now they meet again. With memories of the past and sweet promises of the future the world doesn't seem so bad. But the greed and old sins can break apart even the strongest soul. "...feelings aren't that easy to lose. And I wasn't lucky enough to lose mine for you."

A YinWar omegaverse fanfic WARNING: This story contains bullying, trauma, and vulgar language

"IT'S A PHUWINPOND STORY." In a world built on legacy, contracts, and names that carry more weight than the people who inherit them, two lives quietly collide under circumstances neither of them chose. Pond moves through life like he's trying not to disturb it-soft-spoken, careful, always a step back from taking up too much space. He smiles easily, but never lingers where he feels like he doesn't belong. Phuwin, on the other hand, exists in precision and silence-controlled, composed, and far too used to keeping everything exactly where it should be. When their worlds overlap, nothing about it feels simple. Not the distance between them. Not the way conversations stop short. Not the way presence alone begins to mean more than words ever do. Surrounded by people who see too much, say too little, and understand far more than they should, both of them are forced to navigate something that doesn't fit neatly into expectations or arrangements. Some things are written down. Some things are carefully agreed upon. And some things begin quietly-without permission, without warning, and without ever asking to be noticed.

[TAEKOOK FANFICTION] Jeon Jungkook, or people call him Mr. JEON . The Youngest CEO of "JEON ENTERPRISES" A very talented , hardworking, He has stoic demeanor , with dazzling handsome face. People think of him as a cold person who has no emotions, but may be he is quite opposite. Things people asume is not always the right thing..... Right?..... A person with a traumatizing childhood, which nobody knows. Kim Taehyung gorgeously beautiful and very hardworking, skilled, talented, bubbly cute and kind person, who always bring smile to everyone's face. Become The Secretary of Jungkook who rumours to be never smiled . Does tae will be able to bring happiness in Jeon darkened life?... Will he able to tell him the feeling of being loved? And he deserves to be loved . Let's see..... THE LOVE STORY OF MR. JEON AND HIS SECRETARY ♡. ........................................................................ This Story Contains: -Topkook -Bottomtae -Angst -Romance -fluff -smut -bptae -mpreg -crossdressing 🚫 This story is purely my imagination, and I won't allow any plagiarism or translation 🚫 *Images used in this story , its credit goes to their rightful owner*

" IS IT OBSESSION OR POSSESSION ???? " no one had an answer....... but what if...... " IT'S LOVE....." a story revolve around.......a Mafia + CEO...... " PHUWIN TANGSAKYUEN " AND, a simple Employee of his company....." POND NARAVIT " A SECRETORY AND A CEO+MAFIA......." joong Archen aydin and DUNK NATACHAI....." Two Boys........Masters of hacking world........Rivals in Racing track....... " GEMINI NORAWIT " AND " FOURTH NATTAWAT......." Let's see what would happen when they all stuck with each other...... because of some Strange arrangement of marriage......... ⚠️.....WARNING.....⚠️ " arrange marriage ✅ " " omegaverse world ✅" " Power bottom✅ " " violence✅ " " mafia things ✅"

PondPhuwin | Dark Romance | Slowburn | Arranged Marriage | Black Flag × Black Flag | Obsession | Angst | 18+* In the glittering cage of Bangkok's elite, two heirs are forced into a marriage neither wants. Pond Naravit Lertratkosum - cold, calculating, the untouchable heir to an empire built on ruthless deals. He doesn't do love. He does control. Phuwin Tangsakyuen - sharp, unyielding, the quiet storm hiding behind perfect smiles. He doesn't beg. He breaks things that stand in his way. Their families merge fortunes to crush rivals and silence whispers of scandal. A contract is signed. A wedding is staged. And the rules are simple: - Keep up appearances. - Don't touch unless cameras are watching. - Never let it get personal. But rules shatter when obsession creeps in. Pond installs trackers "for security" and watches Phuwin's every move like a predator. Phuwin hacks the feeds and sends back proof he sees everything - including Pond's late-night secrets. Jealousy becomes a weapon: one brings home strangers to prove indifference, the other flirts in public just to watch the mask crack. They sabotage each other in boardrooms and bedrooms. Fake threats. Stolen sketches. Hidden photos. Bloody "rescues" that feel too real. Every fight ends with hands too close, breaths too shared, and words that cut deeper than knives. "I hate you," one whispers in the rain. "Good," the other replies. "Hate me harder." This isn't a love story. It's a war where surrender feels like victory, and possession is the only mercy they allow. Slow. Painful. Addictive. They won't back down. They'll burn each other first. **Warnings** ⚠️ - Extreme angst & emotional manipulation - Possessive/obsessive behavior (mutual) - Dark themes: psychological games, violence (not between mains), power imbalance - Intense smut (rough, consensual, delayed payoff) - Black-flag leads (no soft redemption arc) - 18+ only | Read at your own risk

In the rusted remains of a shipping container park, Pond lives by three rules: fight hard, sell fast, and keep his brother, Dunk, away from the gutter. But when a botched drug delivery leads to a literal collision with the most arrogant brat in the city, Pond's world starts to fray. Phuwin is everything Pond hates-rich, polished, and hauntingly beautiful. When Phuwin offers Pond a deal he can't refuse-play the thug boyfriend to spite his billionaire father-Pond enters a world of silk and lies. Meanwhile, Dunk is back from his father's mansion, hiding his own leather jacket and a secret love for the speed of a motorcycle. As Joong watches Dunk from the shadows, struggling to keep his promise to Pond to stay away, the lines between protection and possession begin to blur. In this jungle, you either hunt or you get caught.

⚠️ Trigger Warning This story contains things that may be triggering for some, including: Self-harm Suicidal ideations Grief Mentions of trauma and self harm scars Mental health struggles toxic family dynamics this story also includes m-preg 🤭 When Phuwin agrees to a marriage of convenience Pond Naravit, he knows exactly what he's trading: two years of his life, a child to secure the lineage, and the fragile promise that his parents would finally stop resenting him. What he doesn't expect is a husband who despises him, a girlfriend who refuses to leave the picture, and the suffocating weight of secrets that can't stay buried forever. To Pond, Phuwin is just a name on a contract necessary, replaceable, irrelevant. At least until the cracks begin to show. Until scars are revealed. Until irritation turns to guilt... And guilt becomes something far more dangerous.

Five years ago, Phuwin disappeared. Not because he was weak. Not because he gave up. But because survival demanded something unforgivable. When his child was born too early - out of love from his boyfriend, his first love - still in highschool, drowning in hospital bills and threatened by men he should never have trusted, Phuwin signed a contract with a club that promised money in exchange for his freedom. It was meant to be temporary. It became a cage. His days belong to Lina - his daughter, his reason to breathe. His nights belong to the contract he cannot break. Five years stretched. And then, he appears. Pond. His first love - his supposed boyfriend, the father of his child which he never knew, the one he thought he lost forever. The one who caused his heart to shatter years ago with a cruel bet. On his birthday. A stupid celebration. A private room. Drunken laughter. "We booked someone for you. Birthday privilege." Pond didn't expect anything. Didn't want anything. And then the door opened. Phuwin stepped inside - composed, distant, professional. He looked at Pond the way he looks at every client. "Happy birthday," he said quietly. The words shattered something in Pond's chest. Because this wasn't a stranger. This was the boy he loved. The one he broke with a cruel bet. The one he's been searching for. The father of a child he never knew existed. "No," Pond said. His friends laughed, confused. "I said no." His voice was calm now. Controlled. Dangerous. "Cancel it." He wasn't refusing the booking. He was refusing to let Phuwin stand there like he belonged to anyone else. Like he belonged here - in a bar. To serve people. Not again. ♪ This story belongs to @EliseInk All the places and scenarios are entirely belonging to my story line. Any resemblance to other stories in purely unintentional and coincidence.