They had once shared a love that felt effortless, a warmth that made the world fade away. Ten years of marriage should have been a sanctuary, but life and ambition quietly crept in between them. Lookmhee was chasing her name, her dreams, while Sonya carried the weight of unspoken hurt, holding her heart together in silence. When love begins to fade, it is not always loud. It hides in missed glances, in words left unsaid, in the spaces where comfort once lived. Yet even in the quiet, a spark can remain, stubborn and alive, waiting for the moment to ignite again. Treacherous is a story of love tested by ambition, by distance, and by the invisible betrayals that can unravel even the strongest bond. It is about discovering the courage to face the pain, to forgive, and to remember why two hearts once chose each other.

Lookmhee Punyapat and Sonya Saranphat have never liked each other. Not quietly. Not secretly. It's obvious in the way they speak, the way they look at each other, the way neither of them bothers to pretend. And they've had years to get used to it. Until a multi-billion development project tied to both their families collapses overnight. Money disappears. Questions start. And the one person who might have had answers dies before anyone can hear them. No one knows what really happened. But everyone knows one thing- If the truth comes out, it won't just ruin a deal. It will destroy both families. So the solution is simple. Marry them. Tie their names together. Shut down speculation. Control the narrative before it spirals. Now Lookmhee and Sonya are forced into the same space, the same life, the same lie- smiling for cameras, attending events, convincing the public that this was always meant to happen. But behind closed doors? Nothing has changed. They still don't trust each other. They still blame each other. Except now, distance isn't an option. And the more time they spend pretending to be close, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension that doesn't belong to hatred alone- something sharper, something unfamiliar, something neither of them is willing to name. Because whatever this is becoming... it was never part of the arrangement.

Sonya Velez, glittering heiress of a powerful empire, lives surrounded by luxury and targets on her back. When a silent, disciplined bodyguard named Lookmhee Laurent is assigned to protect her, Sonya treats it like a game, teasing the woman who never seems to break. But Lookmhee didn't come to guard her. She came for revenge. Driven by a past soaked in loss, Lookmhee plans to use Sonya's trust as the final step toward revenge. Yet every attempt on Sonya's life from outside forces twists the knife deeper. Lookmhee protects her again and again, unable to let anyone else take what she believes should be her vengeance. In a world of glass towers, hidden agendas, and hearts learning the shape of danger, two women are pulled into a love that should destroy them, yet keeps saving them instead.

When Sonya Duskbourne is bound by duty to marry into the mysterious Ashthorne family, she enters a world of shadowed halls, locked doors, and a wife she cannot read. Her bride, Lookmhee Ashthorne, rules the decaying mansion with a quiet, unsettling intensity. The townsfolk whisper about curses, vanished brides, and secrets that cling to the Ashthorne name like ivy on stone. What begins as a union of families soon becomes a battle of wills-one marked by obsession, desire, and a dangerous intimacy that Sonya never expected. In the heart of Ashthorne Hall, where every vow feels like a chain, Sonya must face the truth: some cages are built not of iron, but of love. A gothic sapphic of forbidden marriage, haunting passion, and the perilous line between devotion and possession. Disclaimer: Set in ancient times, this story delves into gothic atmospheres, deep angst, and emotional trauma.

When Sonya, the poised heiress of a powerful Bangkok empire, reunites with her former high school protector-now her personal bodyguard-old sparks and buried feelings begin to surface. In a world of ruthless business deals, demanding families, and rules that don't allow love, their slow-burning bond becomes harder to hide... and even harder to let go.

Soraya Vergara (SY) is composed, well-dressed, and absolutely not in the mood to explain to her powerful family why her ex-boyfriend is getting married before she's even been kissed this year. The pressure is unbearable - the scrutiny, worse. So to protect her family's image and bruise her ex's ego in one move, she lies. One fake relationship. Just long enough to survive a string of company galas and Vergara-family functions. Enter Elira Soriano (LM) - velvet-suited, sharp-tongued, and devastatingly unbothered. An actress with a reputation in queer circles and a smile that ruins women. She agrees to play the part. No feelings. No strings. But what starts as an act turns into something harder to control - lingering stares, shared beds, and kisses that feel too dangerous to fake. Elira doesn't play soft. And Soraya? She's never been this close to falling. Because Elira tastes like danger. And Soraya is starting to forget why they were pretending in the first place.

Lookmhee and Sonya. Known for starring in two Thai dramas that changed their lives. Rising in popularity, as an inseparable pairing gaining more and more attention. In the midst of all this noise, behind the screens, how is their relationship unfolding ? Are the emotions, feelings and attraction that everyone is noticing... real ? Mature content. A lot of explicit scenes with a plot and heavy emotions. Smut is passionate and intense. You've been warned ;)

O que você faria se a professora da sua filha fosse a mulher com quem você passou a noite anterior? Lookmhee está reconstruindo a vida em Bangkok como estilista e mãe solo de Manee, tentando equilibrar a responsabilidade de criar sua filha com os vestígios de sua antiga vida como modelo. Após anos se dedicando apenas à maternidade, suas melhores amigas a convencem a sair para uma noite de liberdade-um "vale-night" onde tudo pode acontecer. Foi em uma boate que ela encontrou Sonya. Com seu visual impecável, confiança de sobra e um charme que derrete qualquer resistência, Sonya era exatamente o tipo de mulher perigosa e irresistível que Lookmhee sabia que deveria evitar. Mas naquela noite, embalada pela música e pelo desejo, Lookmhee se permitiu cair. A atração foi intensa, a noite foi quente, e o acordo não envolvia nomes nem promessas. Na manhã seguinte, movida pelo pânico e pela culpa de ter deixado a filha com as amigas, Lookmhee fugiu sem deixar vestígios, determinada a deixar aquela noite onde ela pertencia: no passado. Até o primeiro dia de aula de Manee no pré-escolar. Ao entrar na sala de aula, de mãos dadas com a filha, Lookmhee ergue os olhos e se depara com a última pessoa que esperava ver: Sonya, não mais a mulher misteriosa da boate, mas agora a professora sorridente e profissional da sua filha. *** Aviso de conteúdo +18