Nanon Korapat, a cheerful new art teacher at an elite school, doesn't believe in rumors-until he meets Ohm Pawat, the dangerous heir no one dares defy. What begins as subtle attention spirals into possession, isolation, and quiet threats? Trapped in an invisible cage, Nanon must decide-fight a battle no one will help him win, or surrender to the boy who refuses to let him go.

Everything starts by accident. Nanon isn't chasing luxury or power-he just needs a job. Something stable. Something normal. So when he walks into a massive corporate building for what he thinks is a general interview, he doesn't realize one wrong turn, one mislabeled office, one rushed HR assistant... will change his entire life. Instead of the position he applied for, Nanon ends up sitting across from Ohm Pawat-the infamous CEO everyone whispers about. Cold. Sharp. Untouchable. Ohm doesn't smile. Doesn't waste words. And for some reason, he doesn't immediately kick Nanon out either. Nanon talks. Too much. He smiles. He's nervous but honest. He answers questions that weren't even asked. And against his own instincts, Ohm hires him on the spot-not because he's impressed, but because Nanon feels different. Annoying. Loud. Warm. Everything Ohm avoids. That's how Nanon becomes Ohm's secretary. At first, it's hell. Ohm is cruel without trying. Late nights. Impossible schedules. Cold stares. Silence that cuts deeper than yelling. Nanon messes up constantly-calls him "sir" when he hates it, leaves sticky notes on his desk, smiles at him like he isn't terrifying. Anyone else would quit. Nanon doesn't. Slowly, tiny cracks form. Nanon notices Ohm never eats unless reminded. That he stays in the office until dawn. That his hands shake when his parents' names come up. Ohm notices Nanon's fake smiles, the way he goes quiet when family is mentioned, how his laughter fades when he thinks no one's watching. Their relationship shifts-subtle, dangerous. Ohm starts relying on Nanon more than he should. Nanon becomes the only person who speaks to him without fear. Arguments turn into long silences. Silences turn into late-night conversations. Care slips in where professionalism should be. Neither of them says it out loud. Because Ohm doesn't believe he deserves love. And Nanon is terrified of wanting someone who might never soften.

One argument brings a crack to their friendship... and one drunken night shatters it completely. Ohm and Nanon were once inseparable-two halves of the same chaotic universe. But a misunderstanding, a harsh argument, and unspoken feelings drive them apart. A drunken confession, a forced distance, and then... an accident that changes everything. A healing, emotional, slow-burn OhmNanon story about love born from cracks, distance, and second chances. Perfect for fans of hurt/comfort, angst, and soft endings. 💛

In a world built on fear and blood, a mafia who has never known peace is forced into an arranged marriage with a calm, softspoken doctor who believes every wound deserves healing, not revenge. What begins as a contract for power and reputation soon turns into a clash of worlds guns versus gentleness, silence versus screams. But when fate traps them in the same orbit, both discover that love doesn't always bloom in peace; sometimes, it grows through chaos.

"I know many people believe I have don't have a heart... but I do. And it is you who RULES MY HEART, Nanon. Every inch. Every corner. It belongs to you." At the age of twelve, Ohm's life changed forever. When he killed a man for the first time - the man who had raped and murdered his mother. And to that dying man, he made a promise: to make the life of his son - the boy he loved most, Nanon - a living hell. "The son you love so much - Nanon. I'll make him suffer the way I did. He will wake screaming, sleep drenched in fear, and live every day begging for death. When he forgets what peace feels like, when he forgets the sound of laughter, when he's nothing but broken pieces... I'll kill him. Just like you did to my mother-chained up, screaming, bruised, bullet in his head." Years passed. Ohm became the most feared mafia in the world, driven by revenge and obsession. And when the moment finally comes - when Nanon is brought before him - everyone is shocked. The boy, the target of Ohm's wrath... wanted to be there. In the chair. In the basement. In front of the most feared mafia alive. And the reason... no one knows. . . . A story of - Love. Hate. Revenge. Obsession. Some promises are written in blood. Some hearts are too dangerous to resist. No. 1 in #badbudy No. 1 in #patpran No. 1 in #ohmnanon No. 1 in #nanonohm No. 1 in #ohmpawat No. 1 in #nanonkorapat

Bangkok gleams with glass towers and hidden knives-where ambition dresses in silk, power trades in silence, and history is rewritten in boardrooms before it ever reaches the streets. In this city, where every truth wears a polished mask, he arrived unnoticed. Polite. Articulate. Forgettable-unless you were looking too closely. No one asked who he was. No one questioned why he was there. And that was exactly what he wanted. He moved like a whisper through corridors of influence, wearing calm like armor and anonymity like a crown. Every smile was calculated, every silence curated, every error intentional. He wasn't here to climb. He was here to "unmake". But then came the one man who always sees. Cold. Beautiful. Dangerous in the way quiet storms are. A man who doesn't play the game, because he built the board. He doesn't speak often, but when he does, cities shift. Their paths were never supposed to cross. But when they did, it wasn't fate. It was strategy. Two minds. One board. Too many secrets. And only one endgame. In a city of masks and mirrors, one question echoes louder than ambition- Who's playing whom?

🏥 "Do No Harm... Unless It's to Each Other" At Heimist General Hospital, saving lives is easy. Surviving each other? Not so much. Ohm Pawat, Heimist's top cardiologist, can crack open a chest in 4 minutes but would rather flatline than speak to that neurologist with the smug dimple-Nanon Korapat. Nanon, the hospital's best (and prettiest) brain doctor, can fix a seizure mid-coffee sip but would sooner electrocute himself than share a hallway with that arrogant heartthrob Ohm. They're brilliant. They're deadly. They're the heirs to a medical empire... and they absolutely loathe each other. So of course-their families force them to marry. The deal? Say "I do," inherit the hospital, and then divorce like civilized enemies. But between shared elevators, fake couple charity photoshoots, jealous nurses, and one very suspicious HR department... Let's just say the heart and the brain weren't supposed to fall in love. But here we are. Welcome to "Emergency Marriage: Heimist Hospital Edition" - where the scalpel is sharp, but the insults are sharper.