What started as a naive mission quickly spirals into something far more dangerous-and far more personal. Lingling Kwong, 28, is a CIA agent known for three things: being cocky, mysterious, and having an almost unbelievable talent for getting shot at daily. Right now, she's chasing a single enemy, the one target she refuses to let go. Unfortunately for Lingling, luck has never exactly been on her side. Which is how she ends up bleeding on Orm's doorstep. Orm had only known Lingling as the infuriatingly confident barista who kept drawing little hearts in her coffee foam-something Orm had dismissed as a naive attempt at flirting. What she didn't know was that Lingling's world came with car chases, gunfire, and enemies who wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone standing too close. And now Orm is standing very close. She insists she doesn't like Lingling-the arrogance, the reckless plans, the constant danger that seems to follow her everywhere. But somewhere between late-night escapes, speeding cars, and bullets tearing through the air, Orm realises she can't look away from Lingling... and she can't leave her either. The only problem? Lingling Kwong has a habit of flirting with death almost every day.

One accident. One fleeting encounter. One touch that changes everything. Orm never expected the calm, precise doctor who treated her wound to leave her heart racing. Amid bandages and quiet tension, a single business card sparks a connection neither can forget. *Disclaimer* This is just another fanfic. Totally made up. Loosely based and definitely not real. Please, do not confuse fiction with reality. ❤️

When five-year-old Orm Sethratanapong moved from the United Kingdom to Chiang Mai, she struggled to understand the language around her. Speaking only British English, she became an easy target for bullying-until one day, an eight-year-old girl named Lingling Kwong stepped in to protect her. Lingling was the only one who could understand her. From that moment on, the two girls became inseparable. Neighbors, best friends, and each other's safe place as they grew up together. In Orm's world, Lingling was more than a best friend. She was her safe place. Her hero. Her first love. But childhood promises are fragile things. On the day after Lingling's Grade 6 graduation, she stood in front of Orm with words that shattered their small perfect world. Her family was moving to Hong Kong. Her father had been promoted. Within a week, Lingling was gone. Still, they promised each other that distance wouldn't matter. They would text. Call. Stay connected no matter how far apart they were. And for a while... they did. Until slowly, quietly, things began to change. The messages became shorter. The calls became rarer. Until one day- Lingling simply stopped answering. No replies. No calls returned. No explanation. Just silence. Now, ten years later, Orm is twenty-two, standing at the edge of adulthood with dreams, ambitions, and a life she has built on her own. But one thing has never changed. She is still waiting. Because long ago, when she was just a little girl writing wishes in her notebook, she wrote down the very first thing she ever wanted. Not toys. Not success. Not even happiness. Just one name. Lingling Kwong. And after ten years of silence... Orm still wonders. Did Lingling forget? Or is there a reason she never came back? And if they ever meet again- Will Lingling still remember the promise between them... or will Orm finally realize that the first thing on her wishlist was never meant to come true? #lingorm #FanFic

They did not enter the industry. They conquered it. Lingling and Milk Kwong - crowned "The Pillars of Thailand" before twenty-three - built their empire under flashbulbs and fashion contracts. Calvin Klein. Dior. YSL. Untouchable. Unbreakable. Perfect. Until the fracture. It begins with an invitation. Irene Bae - global icon, former lover, the woman Lingling once crossed continents for - is moving on. And Lingling refuses to look abandoned. She arrives in black, not white, with Victoria's Secret's most coveted Angel on her arm. Orm. Her rival. Her opposite. The girl she once dismissed - and the only one bold enough to stand beside her without flinching. Their history is sharp. Their tension undeniable. The public calls it chemistry. They call it war. Across another city, Milk is fighting a quieter battle. Her years-long entanglement with Jennie - secret, addictive, and never fully hers - collapses when reality finally outweighs hope. Milk stops waiting to be chosen. And turns to Love. The stylist who stayed. The one who watched. The one who never made her feel second. In an industry built on image and control, the twins begin to realize something dangerous: Rivalry can blur into desire. Comfort can turn into something deeper. And choosing yourself might be the boldest scandal of all. - ⚠ WARNING ⚠ This story contains G!P elements, dark themes, possessive dynamics, and very mature content intended for adult readers. Characters will make morally grey decisions. If this genre is not for you, please feel free to scroll. Kindness is appreciated. No character bashing.

Disclaimer: This is a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. It may include references to public figures or celebrities for narrative context. The events, relationships, and interactions are entirely fictional and not based on real-life actions or personal lives of any individuals. Ling Ling has everything-wealth, power, and a name that commands respect wherever she goes. But beyond the empire she will one day inherit, she is something more intimate, more personal. A devoted wife. Gentle, warm, and endlessly loving toward the woman she chose-Orm. To the world, Ling Ling Kwong is untouchable. But to Orm, she is home. Orm, however, has always struggled with something deeper than love. A childhood shadowed by comparison. A life measured against her cousin, Miu-Ling's closest best friend. No matter how far she has come, that insecurity never fully left her. It lingers quietly in her heart, whispering that she is never quite enough for someone like Ling Ling Kwong. Their marriage is not broken by lack of love-but tested by it. Orm's quiet insecurity and constant self-doubt begin to clash with Ling's unwavering strength and devotion. Ling gives everything she has, but love alone cannot always silence fear. And Orm, despite being deeply loved, struggles to believe she truly deserves it. Success, pressure, jealousy, misunderstandings, and silent wounds slowly begin to pull them apart. Is love enough when one heart is certain... and the other is always afraid? Can devotion survive insecurity, distance, and pride? Or will they realize too late that even the strongest love still needs trust to survive?

Hidden feelings. Jealousy. Miscommunication. Best friends to lovers. A thousand almost-confessions.

It started with an accident in a rainy day And ended with a girl who couldn't remember her own name. When a stranger wakes up with no past, no memories, and no one by her side, Orm tells herself she's only staying out of guilt. But guilt doesn't make your heart race. Guilt doesn't make you look for someone in every room. And guilt definitely doesn't feel like this. The more time they spend together, the deeper Orm falls , knowing that the truth waiting in the shadows could ruin everything. Because memories don't stay buried forever. And when she finally remembers... It won't just test their hearts. It will decide whether love is stronger than what came before it. Slow burn Sapphic romance Amnesia Family secrets "Forget me not."

Love doesn't always end in anger. Sometimes it ends in silence, in tears hidden behind forced smiles, and in the quiet ache of remembering how they used to be.

Detective Inspector Lingling Kwong has spent her career chasing monsters. When a string of brutal murders begins appearing across Bangkok-each victim a criminal who escaped the justice system. Lingling is assigned to the case that is slowly turning the city upside down. While the public praises the mysterious vigilante killer, Lingling knows one thing: justice does not belong in the hands of a murderer. After a dangerous operation leaves her seriously injured, Lingling crosses paths with Dr. Orm Sethratanapong, the youngest and most brilliant surgeon at Prasert Hospital. Cold, composed, and impossible to read, Orm initially finds the cocky detective unbearable. Yet somehow, irritation turns into curiosity... and curiosity becomes something far more complicated. As the killings escalate and the investigation grows darker, Lingling and Orm find themselves drawn into the same dangerous question. In a city where the guilty keep walking free... what does justice really look like?

Ten years ago, Orm Kornnaphat entered an elite world believing kindness would be enough to survive it. She left broken, humiliated under a spotlight designed to remind her she did not belong. The girl who ran away that night disappeared completely-no explanations, no closure, no mercy asked. What no one knew was that Orm never stopped becoming. Now, she returns as the ethereal, untouchable CEO of the Sethachon Group, moving through boardrooms with quiet authority and deliberate grace. Her presence alone disrupts carefully ordered hierarchies-especially for Lingling Kwong, the once-untouchable heir who never expected the past to walk back into her life wearing power. As Lingling finds herself drawn to Orm, the woman she once dismissed, long-buried guilt resurfaces and the balance of power begins to shift. Orm's return is poised and intentional, forcing Lingling to confront consequences she never truly faced. Attraction grows where dominance once ruled, and desire tangles dangerously with remorse. Bound by circumstance, a business alliance, and a carefully arranged engagement, the two are pulled into a relationship neither fully controls. What begins with rivalry and reckoning slowly blurs into something far more complicated-where emotions are weaponized, intentions remain unreadable, and vulnerability becomes the greatest risk. Inspired by the dramatic hierarchy of Meteor Garden and the high-stakes corporate tension of K-drama's Business Proposal, this is not a story about first love. It is a story about power reclaimed, wounds that refuse to fade, and what happens when the person you broke learns how to rise-and chooses whether or not to forgive.