Orm, a quiet and careful assistant. And Lingling, her composed and unreadable boss. Nothing else. Until a door slips open, a line is crossed, and everything begins to change. Adapted story. Credits to original author.

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

Ling feels threatened by an unseen danger. Orm is gripped by protectiveness and the fear of losing her. In the shadows, their bond is the only light.

WARNING: This story contains mature themes including abuse, violence, torture, sexual content, and vices. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are uncomfortable with such material, please skip this. This content is intended for readers aged 18 and over only. ____ Orm, the infamous sharpshooter-feared and respected in the underworld of contract killers. She never misses. Once her sights are set, it's over in a single shot. Aim. Fire. Gone. Then came Ling-her latest mark. The only target she ever missed... or maybe chose not to hit. The one who shot back-not with bullets, but straight into her heart. In a world built on shadows and secrets, two opposing lives collide. Against all odds, they fall-into danger, into desire, into love.

Freen was a strikingly beautiful and formidable woman, confident in her success, until an existential crisis prompted her to question her very being. In contrast, Becky exuded warmth and joy but found herself vulnerable and seeking solace amid challenging circumstances. When their paths crossed, an unexpected agreement emerged, one that would irrevocably transform their lives in unimaginable ways. ------------------------------------ This is my original story on AO3 and I decided to put this on WattPad. It's my first time, so please go easy on me. Thank you and I hope you enjoy this fic.

In a quiet Bangkok bookstore, Orm Kornnaphat prefers the company of paper and ink to people. Her world is small-morning coffee, creaky floors, and an elderly neighbor who knows too much about her love life. Then artist Lingling Kwong walks in looking for inspiration and finds it behind the counter instead. One shy bookseller, one bold painter, and a shop that smells like rain and paper-what begins as a handful of visits turns into a slow, tender unraveling of two very different lives.

(G!P) Ling Lingling Kwong, 29, is the untouchable billionaire CEO of Kwong Industries - feared as the Ice Queen, admired for her ruthless power. No one dares to cross her... and no one believes she has a heart. But behind the locked doors of her private office, Lingling hides a secret that could shatter her empire. Her fragile, quiet assistant, Orm Kornnaphat, isn't just another employee. She's Lingling's hidden wife. As rumors spread and colleagues call Orm a gold digger, their secret grows harder to protect. And when Orm's unexpected pregnancy threatens to expose everything, Lingling is forced to make a choice: protect her empire's reputation... or protect the only woman she's ever loved. In a world of judgment, whispers, and betrayal - will love be strong enough to silence them all? ✨ A forbidden office romance filled with secrets, gossip, power, and a love worth risking everything for.

Inspiration: Saruru by Treasure Namtan (24) works part-time as a barista, but her real world exists in lines and colors, she's an illustrator who keeps her heart hidden in quiet sketches and cold coffee cups. Reserved, sarcastic, and emotionally frostbitten, she believes love is a luxury meant for warmer people. Film (22) is sunshine with bangs. A florist who names her plants, hums while she waters them, and believes that even broken hearts deserve to bloom. Soft but not naive, she sees beauty in cracks and she sees Namtan, even when Namtan tries not to be seen. When their worlds collide in a tiny café on a rainy Tuesday, something begins quiet, unspoken, but real. One warm drink, one half-smile, one sleepy walk home at a time... Namtan finds herself melting. Not all at once. But slowly. Tenderly. Like snow under morning light. Because sometimes, all it takes is one gentle person to show you that you were never too cold, you were just waiting for the right hands to hold you. #1 - filmracha 🥇 (25 Sept)