❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹🔞Real life #WilliamEstxFoamdream And I continued it myself. It's not at all like what you expect from that sweet, cute live show full of romantic scenes. ❌But the responsibility of reading my stories is yours!❌ You know me... Hospitals and psychological issues are the constant basis of my stories. ⚠️Disclaimers: Contains: PTSD, Panic attack, self-harm,Angst, Smut, Medical details and... .....Readers discretion is advised..... Credits for pictures in the book goes to original owners, I do not own them. Only the story and Fic Posters are mine and it is a fiction and does not represent the actors' real life. Thanks. ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

"I loved you like it was breathing but you chose to kill my mom with your own hands. " William muttered under his breath. ... William jakrapatr, the son of the richest man in Thailand, is widely popular for his sharp facial features yet cold and emotionless behaviour. His one gaze could pierce through a concrete wall. But things weren't always like this. He used to be a bubbly boy crazily in love with Est Supha, a guy who would sacrifice the whole world just to see William smile. But fate had its own cruel plan. Everything changed when William's mother died and worst of all his own lover killed her. Years later, they are bounded by the divine beauty of marriage. But it's not for love but for something more brutal. VENGEANCE. READ THIS: THIS STORY CONTAINS BDSM AND EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT. ALSO DOMESTIC ABUSE, ATTEMPT OF RAPE AND MURDER IS INVOLVED. Read at your own risk.

Est married someone who never loved him. He knew it and chose him anyway. He never expected anything in return. Not touch. Not affection. Not love. He simply waits. But then William shows up and changes the way waiting feels. # Highest Ranking 🏅 #1 williamjakrapatr #1 ache #1 nuthong #3 estsupha #7 williamest ⚠️ Disclaimers: Contains: Intense feelings, sweetness, cuteness, ache, and heavy angst -- be ready for a rollercoaster! Credits for pictures in the book cover and chapters goes to original owners, I do not own them. I simply found them in internet. If you'd like credits or want them to be removed, please let me know. Only the story is mine, it is a fiction and does not represent the actors' real life. Do not copy or translate. -- Thanks --

Dinner after a successful work is supposed to be safe. William's hand under the tablecloth has other plans. What starts as a whispered dare- fingers on denim, a smirk no one else sees, ends hours later in Est's wrecked voice screaming William's name into the dark, body shaking around cock and silicone, tears on his cheeks and cum dripping down his thighs. Because on stage Est belongs to the world. In bed, he only, ever, belongs to William. And William intends to remind him of that until the sun comes up

A tired businessman carrying old scars and a nursery teacher living a quiet, lonely life would slowly become part of each other's world. Or that the little boy holding Est's hand would be the reason they kept finding their way back to one another. But for now, it was just another morning. Another greeting. Another ordinary day. And the beginning of something neither of them saw coming.

He's my sister's boyfriend. The guy I'm not supposed to look at... touch... want. But William Jakrapatr looks at me like he already knows. And one night, when she's not home, he stops pretending. I swore I'd never cross that line. Now I can't stop.

[COMPLETED] They said bonds never break without leaving something behind. They didn't say what happens to the pieces that stay breathing. William chose what he thought was right. Est chose silence. Between instinct and choice, love and duty, one promise was made too fragile-and one life began quietly, unseen by the world that would never ask for it. Deception threatened to break apart what was formed during William's rut when Est was chosen as a convenience by the clan. It's about the kind of love that doesn't beg. And the kind of loss that walks away carrying more than just heartbreak. "Nong luk Est," she had murmured. "Listen to Mae." She had smiled, tears slipping free. "Love can never be forced. And love never kneels when it's real." "Never beg for love, my baby boy. Never forget that." ⚠️M-Preg themes explored

Two families, bound by friendship for generations. Two boys, born nine years apart, raised under the same roof of wealth and expectations.

"He's the one line I was never meant to cross... but couldn't stop falling for."