To the world, Phuwin is the politician's perfect golden boy. To Pond, he's Dunk's sweet, boring best friend, until he catches him fighting in an underground ring. Now Pond can't look away. He doesn't want to expose the monster beneath Phuwin's perfect smile. He wants to break him, ruin him, and keep every shattered piece. Some secrets are deadly. Getting addicted to them is worse. Dunk agrees to marry his greatest enemy to save his family from ruin. What he doesn't know is that Joong created that ruin himself. A forced marriage. Two rival dynasties. One husband determined to destroy the other, until obsession blurs into something far more dangerous. This was never a love story. It was the story of who ruined who first. Note: Since English isn't my first language, feel free to correct me if I make any mistakes <3

Duas máfias. Dois impérios. Um casamento. Joong não quer casar... Dunk quer casar... Qual dos dois vencerá? Quem terá o domínio?

Joong rules the Bangkok underground. Undefeated on the asphalt, lethal in the fighting cages, and universally feared on his university campus, he is untouchable. He has never lost a fight, and he has certainly never lost a race-until a nameless, masked driver in a borrowed Supra tears his perfect streak to shreds and vanishes into the neon-lit night, leaving behind nothing but the faint scent of expensive fabric softener and a bruised ego. Dunk Boonprasert is the picture of aristocratic perfection. As the tightly controlled son of a powerful governor, his daytime life is a suffocating series of rules, expectations, and icy indifference. But underneath the tailored clothes and deadpan exterior lies "Nova"-a legendary, adrenaline-fueled street racer from the northern mountains who uses the asphalt as his only escape. Now, Joong is utterly obsessed. Driven by wounded pride and a dark, consuming fascination, he is determined to tear the city apart to find the phantom who humiliated him on his own track. What the undisputed king of the streets doesn't realize is that the ghost he is hunting isn't hiding in the shadows. He is sitting right next to him in his daytime engineering lectures, hiding behind a flawless, untouchable mask of wealth. A dangerous, high-stakes game of cat and mouse begins-and the only thing moving faster than the cars is their inevitable collision.

Duas famílias ... Dois impérios ... Uma traição ... Quatro mortes ... O que o passado esconde? Ódio ... Raiva ... Rivalidade ... Poder ... Vingança ... O que acontecerá quando duas pessoas que deveriam se odiar até a morte descobrem o que é o amor verdadeiro nos braços um do outro?

"Fucking... asshole..." Dunk cursed under his breath, his body trembling from the overwhelming sensations. Joong leaned in, voice low and vicious against his ear. "That's right," Joong growled, his hips snapping forward, thrusting into Dunk with increasing force. "I am fucking an asshole." For generations, the Boonpraserts and Aydins have stood side by side-two of Thailand's most powerful dynasties, bound by legacy, empire, and an unspoken promise to protect each other's interests. Now, that promise is becoming permanent through the upcoming marriage between the Aydin heir and the Boonpraserts' only daughter. Joong Archen Aydin is everything an heir should be: elegant, obedient, and impossibly perfect-the golden son shaped by legacy and expectation. Dunk Boonprasert, on the other hand, is chaos incarnate. Reckless. Sharp-tongued. The black sheep his family tries to hide behind polished smiles and public image. The two have been enemies since childhood-locked in a lifelong war of petty sabotage, brutal words, and fights that always turned ugly. But everything changes the night Dunk decides to give in to a moment's vulnerability and sleeps with Joong. His sister's fiancé. His lifelong nemesis. The one person he should have never touched.

"Dos herederos. Dos mafias rivales. Un pacto de paz que arde entre el odio... y el deseo prohibido." - Joongdunk - Pondphuwin - Emibonnie ©Todos los derechos reservados ©Prohibido cualquier adaptación sin mi permiso.