No Choice But You (BL | Omegaverse | Thai Actor AU | Hacker x Mafia | Hidden Soulmate AU) William Jakrapart - top-tier Thai actor by day, ruthless mafia alpha by night. He's allergic to feelings, thinks soulmates are myths, and prefers guns over love notes. Est Supha - a sharp-tongued, jasmine-scented hacker who just wanted free Wi-Fi, not an alpha claiming he's fated to him. One illegal hack, one luna mark, and one very dramatic waist-grab later... Est finds himself tangled in a web of bodyguards, fame, and a man with basil-steel scent who's way too intense. Now trapped between instincts and insults, mafia games and uni lectures, they're both fighting a bond neither of them asked for... but can't escape. this is a purely a fictional work

William Jakrapatr has everything-money, power, and a life carefully balanced between boardrooms by day and neon-lit parties by night. He knows when to take risks and when to walk away. Control is his specialty. Est Supha has nothing that ties him down. No family. No rules. No address. He lives on stolen roads and illegal races, known only by the name the crowd screams when he wins. Fast, reckless, untouchable. They meet where they shouldn't-under flickering lights, engines screaming, and bets no one admits to placing. William doesn't chase. Est doesn't stay. What starts as curiosity turns into obsession, and obsession turns into a dangerous game of power, desire, and pride. Neither of them is innocent. Neither wants to bend. And both are very good at making others beg. In a world of speed, secrets, and sleepless nights, control becomes optional-and walking away is the hardest race of all. No rules. No brakes. No apologies.

Est saves William once-small thing, like tending a wound, offering water, or hiding him from police. That moment becomes William's undoing. William starts watching Est. Knows his routine. Knows his fears. Knows how poor he is-and uses it to help... but also to bind him. Est slowly realizes: Every problem disappears too easily. Every danger stops just short of touching him. William never hurts Est. He hurts everyone else. >"If the world is cruel to you," William says, "then I'll be cruel to the world."

This is not a story about a long mafia war. The war ends in an hour. This is a story about what is found after the guns go silent. Est was married into an enemy mafia family and kept there for a year-not as a partner, but as property. When William destroys that house, he doesn't expect to find someone trembling in its corner, apologizing for existing. William is powerful. Feared. Ruthless. But power does not teach someone how to live again. This is a story about the shape love takes when it arrives quietly-without force, without ownership-growing slowly in the space where silence once lived. only story is mine

With the prospect of danger at every turn and trust hanging by a thread, detective Est Supha finds himself surrounded by more questions than answer when William Jakrapatr, a member of a dangerous criminal organization stumbles into his life and flips it upside down. As something unexpected begins to take root, things become more complicated in the midst of pursuing a case that hits close to home, Est finds himself in a risky situation where it becomes difficult to distinguish between duty and desire. In a world where crime and law don't get along, how far are they willing to push their boundaries? Because when two opposite worlds collide, destruction is inevitable.

WilliamEst🎸🦈 Will we make it to the end, together?✨

After a decade abroad, William returns to prove his loyalty to his family's Cobra Mafia blood line. His mission is simple: get close to Est, the guarded heir of their oldest rivals, the Viper Mafia, and report everything. But Est is nothing like William expected-sharp, private, and quietly magnetic. As their game of deception turns intimate, William begins to question everything: his orders, his loyalty, and the lines he swore he'd never cross.Because falling for the enemy was never part of the plan. Mark is Est's calm, most trusted friend, sharp, serious, and all business.Junior, Est's bodyguard, is loud, reckless, and flirts with Mark at every turn. Mark insists he's not interested.Junior insists he'll change that. Hong isn't part of any mafia, just quiet with sharp eyes and a past he keeps locked away. Nut, William's Cobra assigned bodyguard, is rough, loyal, and doesn't trust easily.But lately, his eyes keep finding Hong across the room. And Hong? He always seems to know when Nut's watching.

Est, the glass child of the family, gets noticed by the leader of the underworld, William. How will things unfold for them?

William, the future alpha, has never been interested in any omega-until Est arrives. An outsider with no family or status, Est struggles to fit into the pack, drawing jealousy when William starts to notice him. As whispers spread and tensions rise, Est tries to keep his distance, but William is patient, protective, and unwilling to let him go. With the pack against them and Est hesitant to be claimed, William must prove that his choice isn't out of duty-but something far deeper.

"How do you love someone who's running out of time?" Est is breaking a little more every day. His heart is failing quietly, beautifully, tragically - and only one year remains. He hides the truth behind gentle smiles and helps his mother in their tiny market stall, pretending he isn't dying. William, the nation's brightest idol, is dying too - just in a different way. Surrounded by millions, adored by the world, yet completely empty inside. And when destiny pull them together William sees someone who feels like peace. Est sees someone hiding pain he doesn't say out loud. Neither of them meant to fall. Neither of them planned to need someone so deeply. But while William learns how it feels to be truly loved, Est is learning how it feels to run out of time. A fragile heart. A hollow star. A love beautiful enough to hurt... and temporary enough to break. This is a story of a fragile boy, a broken idol, borrowed time, and a love that grows even when the ending is already written.