Secret but happy life of Johan and North's family M-preg

North's eyes flew wide, his arms straining as he tried to hold Johan back. "You hated it, didn't you?" Johan's voice was a low scrape against North's ear, his lips grazing the sensitive shell. "You hated when I marked you... hated being seen as my claim." A shaky breath escaped North as he fought the weight pinning him to the wall. "Johan, you're drunk." "I hate you," Johan slurred, the words thick with emotion. "The feeling is entirely mutual," North gritted out. "Let. Me. Go." . . . . . "My ex is my fake boyfriend?????" North, a high fashion model and a university student on the side, never expected that sentence to become his reality but here he is, being dragged into a fake relationship with the one particular insufferable Racer he swore he was over. A lie, unresolved feelings, and way too much forced proximity turn a simple act into a messy emotional disaster. Because the universe doesn't just love drama- it engineers it.

Ter, 20, is a boy shaped by tragedy before he could even walk. Orphaned at two, he was adopted by a couple who taught him that love was conditional-and that he was never worthy. Their head maid constantly reminds him that he is undeserving, while the family restaurant he is forced to run becomes a place of shame, humiliation, and predation. Ter moves through life quietly, obediently, believing he exists only to serve, never to be held, comforted, or loved. Into his fragile, regimented world storms Hill, a wealthy, arrogant CEO with a ferocious streak of possessiveness. When Hill witnesses a customer harassing Ter, something inside him snaps-he cannot allow this boy to be treated like prey. Acting on impulse and obsession, Hill pays Ter's adoptive parents a fortune for his freedom, taking him into a life that is luxurious, protective, and suffocating in its intensity. But love is not given; it must be learned. Ter struggles to trust that comfort is real, that safety exists, and that his husband's desire for him is not a debt he must repay. Hill, in turn, must navigate the delicate line between protecting Ter and smothering him, learning patience he never knew he had, and fighting the urge to dominate because that feels easier than guiding. Together, they navigate the treacherous path from trauma to tentative trust, from fear to affection, from obedience to autonomy. Every touch, every soft word, every quiet gesture becomes a battleground and a sanctuary. Ter begins to heal, to claim small freedoms, and to believe-slowly, painfully-that he is enough.

He remembers everything. The lies. The betrayal. The night he lost him forever. Hua Yong doesn't remember a thing-only that this man unnerves him, makes his chest tighten, and sets off alarms in a way he can't explain. Sheng Shaoyou is rich. Obsessive. Unhinged. And he will stop at nothing to reclaim the love he lost-even if it means cornering, manipulating, and haunting the man who desperately avoids him. In a world without fated bonds, without destinies, only one thing matters: winning him back, no matter the cost. Power plays. Corporate warfare. Endless tension. Fragile hearts on the edge. And somewhere in the chaos... they might just break-or burn together.

Rain lost a bet and went home with a dangerously attractive stranger. He didn't expect the stranger to be the infamous CEO Phayu. He definitely didn't expect him to be a demon. Now Rain is trying to pretend that night never happened. Unfortunately for him, demons never forget the things they desire. And Phayu has decided Rain belongs to him.

In the year 2025, a global virus didn't just take lives-it rewrote humanity. Survivors became Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, driven by instincts, pheromones, and a new social order. Gao Tu is bound by an arranged marriage that intertwines family, duty, and the future of society. His Alpha husband by contract, Shen Wen Lang, is sharp, magnetic, and impossible to read. As duty, desire, and societal expectations collide, Gao Tu must navigate a world where survival and love are inseparable-and falling for your Alpha might be the greatest risk of all. -☆Shine21

North was an omega born wrong in a world that feared him. His scent marked him as something rare, something unnatural. So his family hid him. Disguised him. Buried his truth beneath human clothes and silent days. He lived among humans pretending to be one, suppressing the bond-slick ache of instincts he was never allowed to feel. Until the day Johan found him. A chance meeting. A mistake, maybe. Or something deeper-older. Johan, an alpha carved from storm and command, wasn't meant to notice him. But he did. And when their eyes met, something ancient stirred. Something that refused to be hidden any longer. Because North was never meant to live in the shadows. And Johan was never meant to let him.

North Natchanan is a razor-sharp lawyer with a mouth that never quits and a heart locked behind iron walls. He doesn't do messy, he doesn't do clingy-and he definitely doesn't do cops. But a drunken night, a locked stare, and one unforgettable mistake later, he's waking up tangled in the sheets with Johan, a possessive, unrelenting officer who's been watching him longer than North ever realized. Johan was already intrigued-dangerously so. But after that night? He's obsessed. Now, North's sarcasm and cool detachment only fuel Johan's need to claim him, protect him, own him. But North isn't about to fall in line just because a cop with a badge and bedroom eyes decides he wants more. In this twisted game of power, tension, and desire-who's really in control? A battle of wills, obsession, and slow-burning surrender begins. ______ Top rankings 🥇 #1 fanfiction 06/06/25 #1 manxman 08/06/25 #1 johannorth #1 maxybas #1 bas #1 johan #1 maxky #1 thaibl

Two kingdoms. One arranged marriage. A forgotten promise and a prince forced from home into a world of stone, silk, and shadow. Bound by duty, tested by expectation, and trapped in a court where every glance and every word carries weight, he must navigate the unknown. Nothing is certain-except that everything was about to change.

Johan held his gaze, his own dark eyes burning with a possessive fire. "Now you don't," he muttered, his voice low and dark, final. He pushed the gun deeper into North's mouth, forcing North to accommodate the invasive metal. A choked, guttural sound escaped North's throat as he fought the reflex to vomit. He was utterly violated, completely at this man's mercy. ________ In a mansion blazing like a gilded cage against the night, the Theerawong family is suffocating. Easter, the eldest son, sits in silent resignation, being prepared for a forced marriage to a ruthless kingpin, Hill Khonkaen. His brother, North, burns with a helpless rage, desperate to save him but powerless against the encroaching darkness. As the ceremony begins below, North hides in his room, watching the macabre spectacle from his window. But a pair of dark, perceptive eyes finds him in the shadows. Johan, a cold and calculating mafia and an associate of the groom, locks onto the frightened boy with a predator's interest. In that single glance, a new, more personal threat is born, and North realizes that while his brother is the sacrifice, he may be the prize.