This isn't "bad boy who's secretly good.- This is "bad man who could destroy nations and still casually ask for your number because you caught his interest." He's seductive like silk wrapped around a dagger. He makes Joong feel safe and terrified at the same time. Because when he says, "You're interesting," you just know something in the timeline has shifted. He's not evil for the sake of it. He's a pragmatic chaos curator. He solves impossible problems for the highest bidder, or just for fun. He has no loyalties-until maybe Joong becomes his first. And Joong? Joong is the one wild card he never planned for. He didn't expect Joong to matter. But now that Joong does, he'll burn down every algorithm he's ever built to keep him close. 

🔥 PROLOGUE - "Before the Fall" Joong had never needed a bodyguard this close before. He had a team-faceless men in suits who lingered outside his university gates, rode in cars that tailed discreetly, whispered into hidden mics about routes and rendezvous and security zones. But this was different. This wasn't just proximity. This was permanence. The new bodyguard stood by the grand windows of Joong's penthouse suite, staring out at the skyline like it was a threat. His shoulders were square, broad, coiled like he could spring at any moment. He hadn't smiled once since stepping in. His name was Dunk Natachai. Special Forces background. Silent. Sharp. Unflinching. And terrifyingly beautiful. Joong sipped his orange juice at the breakfast table, eyes flicking upward from behind the rim of his glass. Watching. Studying. The angle of Dunk's jaw. The way his black shirt strained against muscled arms. The glint of the earpiece catching morning light. Unreachable. Untouchable. Joong couldn't help the smile that tugged at his lips. "This is going to be fun," he whispered to himself, heart already too warm for his own good. He didn't know it then, but someday- That same man would bleed for him. Kill for him. Come for him like hellfire through steel and smoke. And Joong would fall in love with the fire that saved him.

When Joong suddenly becomes guardian to his newborn nephew, everyone says a single man can't raise a baby alone. Desperate and heartbroken, he turns to the one person he once loved-Dunk. To protect the child, Dunk does the unthinkable: He marries Joong. What begins as a marriage of convenience slowly turns into soft midnight feedings, quiet touches, shared smiles... and feelings they thought were gone forever. A tiny baby brought them together. Love will make them stay.

Some people study for grades. Some people study for glory. And some people study you. - The university gates are older than him, older than most cities, and Joong thinks they look like something out of a dream. Gold-lettered. Grand. Intimidating. He's thirty minutes early, wearing the sunshine-yellow sweater his sister insisted was his "lucky charm" for first impressions. There's a little sweat under his collar. A lot of hope clinging to his chest. New job. New campus. A chance to do something that matters. He rehearses his introduction under his breath as he walks through the corridor. "Good morning, I'm Professor Joong-no, too stiff-Hi, I'm Joong, and I'll be your-ugh, too casual-" His thoughts are interrupted by the sight of students walking past, bright-eyed, laughing, full of potential. And then one student-him. A flash of crisp uniform. Black hair that shines too clean under the light. A stride too precise to be accidental. He's talking to someone, nodding politely, smiling just enough to seem approachable-but there's a wall behind that face. A polished, perfect wall. Joong doesn't know his name yet. Not officially. But he knows this: That boy is the kind people write scholarship recommendations for before they even graduate. The kind that carries the university's reputation on his shoulders and makes it look like silk. "That's Dunk," someone whispers beside him. "Student Council President. Top of the class. Literally the best we have."

They went to Rome as friends. Joong kept his distance. Dunk tried to pretend nothing had changed. But it had. Between fanmeetings, stolen glances, jealous moments, and one too many silences, something started to break - and then burn.

A Kluen-Dao Fiction, Kluen get angry at Dao and thats shakes Dao to the core...lets see how Kluen made it up to him...

Dunk's life didn't fall apart all at once. It rotted. The day his father remarried a woman young enough to be his sister, Dunk learned how quietly a home could become a grave. She erased his mother with a smile. Sold her things. Mocked her death. Drained his father's accounts, his spine, his will. And treated Dunk like something in the way - something disposable. When there was nothing left to steal, she vanished. Cold. Untouched. Unpunished. Dunk learns the world doesn't punish monsters. It rewards them. Until he finds her again. Beautiful. Untarnished. On the arm of Joong Archen - thirty-two, obscenely rich, untouchably powerful. A man dangerous enough to ruin lives without ever dirtying his hands. A man she plans to consume next. So Dunk doesn't chase her. He aims higher. He decides to destroy her the only way that will matter. He will make Joong choose him. Desire him. Protect him. Believe in him. Ruiner her by loving the wrong person. He will turn his beauty into a weapon. His youth into bait. His grief into leverage. His rage into strategy. Because a twenty-two-year-old with nothing left to lose is the most lethal thing alive. What Dunk doesn't plan for is Joong Archen becoming obsessed. Not infatuated. Not charmed. Obsessed in a way that is dark and absolute and violent. Joong doesn't fall in love. He consumes. He cages. He shields with blood and teeth and devotion. He worships Dunk like something holy - and something owned. And when Dunk realizes he didn't just seduce a powerful man but awakened something twisted, possessive, and irreversible- it's already far too late. Because Dunk wanted revenge. He never meant to break a man who doesn't know how to lose. And Joong Archen is not the kind of man you wound and survive.

after being tossed aside by his first Mate. John. for failing to produce a child, Dunk is sent to serve John's younger twin brother Joong. Will the heat he feels within his body everytime he is near Joong ever quiet down or will it consume him completely? a wild night leads to a chaotic whirlwind that threatens danger and something more.

He kills without hesitation. I cry over spilled milkshakes. Dunk Natachai is sunshine in human form clingy, pouty, and way too sweet for the world he lives in. Joong Aydin is the cold, quiet heir to the Aydin mafia smart, possessive, and terrifying to everyone but one person. When a milkshake, a pout, and a kiss turn friendship into something dangerously real, Joong learns that love is the one thing he can't control... and Dunk learns that even monsters can be gentle with the right heart. 🖤 He's the mafia's heir. I'm just his favorite weakness. #joongdunk #pondphuwin #geminifourth #ForceBook #bestfriendstolovers #mafia

Dunk was just an ordinary teen, grinding through life to keep his family fed. College student by day, tireless worker by night, he carried the weight of the world on his young shoulders. He wasn't in debt with money, but financially, always struggling to make ends meet. As the family's breadwinner, he provided everything they needed, sacrificing his own dreams and desires. Then, his mom fell ill, needing urgent surgery that demanded more money than Dunk could fathom. Desperate, he made a choice he'd forever regret - selling his body for cash. That 'one night mistake' saved his mom's life, paying for the surgery that brought her back from the brink. But fate had a cruel twist in store for Dunk. Weeks later, he discovered he was pregnant... not with one child, but twins!!??