It started as a business deal wrapped in the name of marriage. A dare made in the club and a game started in a dark alley. Before eyes, their hate met. Before promises, threats. This is where - Hate is learning how to become love. Love is learning how to let go. This is where protection breaks. And something unspoken starts to bleed. Bruises don't always show. Some of them are built before everything.

She was all I have ever loved. In every dimension, in every season. I loved her to the point of obsession and worship. To the point that I would tear off layers of my flesh like rose petals and hand it to her, if she asked. And what do you do with all this love when that person is no longer in this world? And what happens when you are the reason that they aren't?

Power has always been Pond Naravit's language. Control. Reputation. Perfection. Everything in his world has a place-until Phuwin Tangsakyuen steps into it. A name whispered with curiosity. A presence impossible to ignore. A person who seems far too gentle for the kind of world Pond belongs to. But nothing about them is simple. Behind closed doors, perfection cracks. Polished smiles hide sharp edges. Every moment carries tension, every silence feels heavier than words, and every step closer comes with a price. What begins as an arrangement becomes a dangerous obsession. A battle of restraint and temptation. A connection built on fascination, resentment, and a pull neither of them understands. Because the most dangerous people are not always the ones who destroy you. Sometimes, they are the ones who make you want to stay.

𝖫𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝟫𝟢𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗌. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺 Cover Credits : @swannluvr Header and divider credits : @tumsoh A Pᴏɴᴅᴘʜᴜᴡɪɴ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ

Book No 1 of "The Wrongs Series" (book cover updated) "What if somebody catches us like this?" "Then let them, princess." My voice dropped softer, possessive. "I want the whole world to know you're mine, Phuwin Tangsakyuen Letratkosum." "But isn't this supposed to be contractual?" "Contracts end, sweetheart but I don't intend to." After his one plan to ruin the blind date with Pond Naravit Letratkosum, on behalf of his best friend gets caught, Phuwin Tangsakyuen finds himself signing an utterly obnoxious marriage contract with him. The idea was simple- Get married Have a child Take the money and leave. Benefiting both parties right? Except Phuwin found himself breaking every promise he made. Also features~ GeminiFourth, JoongDunk Discretion suggested as it contains- emotional instability, age gap, heavy smut, mpreg Cover picture edited by me. Rest pictures are from Pinterest, credit to respective owners. This story is part of author's imagination and do not intent to harm the reputation of the actors. Be mindful before, during and after reading, I will not hesitate to block if provoked or intentionally spread negativity. Discretion is suggested, kindly refrain from reading if it is not to your taste. Inspiration ~Business Proposal (Kdrama), The Media Madness (woosanity) and Twisted Games (Ana Huang) #1 blinddate #1 thaibl #1 pondnaravit #1 phuwin #1 phuwintang #1 geminifourth #2 contractmarriage #4 pondphuwin

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❝ Why would an Italian CEO settle for anything less, especially for a narcissistic, playboy Russian motorcycle driver? ❞ [18+] 𝐂𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐕 is unfamiliar with the concept of love. For him, only sex exists-preferably rough, heterosexual encounters. He spends his time riding motorcycles, flirting with women or hanging out in his workshop with his friends. As a member of the illegal racing club "Phantom Z" he holds the title "King" due to his undefeated streak-until one day, someone challenges and defeats him. 𝐓𝐇𝐄́𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈 is a billionaire who drowns himself in work to escape his own thoughts. He owns luxurious estates, elegant suits, and expensive watches. He has everything yet his past clings to him like a haunting memory, draining him of all emotion. However, after meeting a certain man, Théo realizes that perhaps he still has feelings left. What happens when their hatred towards each other is replaced by a undeniable love that turns their worlds upside down, leaving them awash in unfamiliar emotions . . . 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

Here, Day is green forest embodying leap day curse and Diesel is simply Diesel.

"Power isn't taught. It's tested-and most don't survive the audit. WELCOME TO THE SUCCESSION" Succession is where power learns it will never be punished. It is not a school. It is a closed system designed to refine heirs who already own pieces of the country-energy, weapons, infrastructure, policy. Everyone admitted is old money. Everyone is disposable. The Academy exists to decide who remains useful. Nothing here is illegal. Everything here is intentional. People don't fail. They are reclassified. Reputations collapse through paperwork. Futures end in private meetings. Violence happens without impact, without witnesses, without consequences. Silence is enforced. Compliance is recorded. What breaks students is never visible enough to name. Pond Naravit enters, carrying an empire built on fuel, grids, and dependency. Phuwin Tangsakyuen enters with a legacy forged in arms contracts and sanctioned conflict. Their families have circled each other for generations-never allied, never at peace. The hostility is structural. It doesn't require emotion. Succession places them in proximity. The Academy thrives on pressure. On watching incompatible forces occupy the same space until something gives. Desire is not discouraged. Cruelty is not corrected. Everything is observed. Everything is ranked. No one here becomes good. Some become necessary. Succession does not teach morality. It teaches continuity. And it has never cared about what it costs.

Pond Naravit is broke enough to answer a suspiciously vague job listing titled: "Private Companion Needed for Social Events." The pay is ridiculous. The expectations seem simple. Pretend to be someone's boyfriend. Attend fancy dinners. Look convincing. What Pond does not expect is for the client to be Phuwin Tangsakyuen-rich, composed, and rumored to be the kind of person you really shouldn't annoy. Phuwin didn't expect Pond either. But somehow the chaotic university student who talks too much and smiles too easily ends up signing the contract anyway. It's temporary. Strictly professional. Just a public arrangement for appearances. There are rules. There are boundaries. And absolutely no emotional involvement. Unfortunately, Pond has never been very good at following rules.