على من يقع ذنب الخلافات و الإنفصالات المتكررة بعلاقتهما؟ هل على كبرياء بنجامين و عناده؟ أم على نرجسية إيفان و بروده؟ بالواقع الذنب ما كان لا على هذا و لا ذاك بل الحمل و ما فيه يوضع على عاتق كيوبيد الغبي الذي جمعهما. -هيـ ـهون، -مكتملة، بدأت:٢٥/١٠/٢٠٢٢ إنتهت:٢٧/٠١/٢٠٢٣

بدأت : ٢٠٢٣/٩/١٢ انتهت :

Est thought he was stepping into the palace for a simple bodyguard position - another elite soldier ready to stand watch over a prince. But the instant Prince William's gaze found him, everything changed. Behind closed doors and flickering firelight, William made him an offer unlike any other: not just a role as his most trusted protector, but a place at his side as his secret consort, bound by a loyalty deeper than duty and a passion they'd never speak aloud in public. " I want your loyalty, your devotion... and your body. Be mine - completely - and I'll give you everything." "You'll have my trust," William had said, voice low and deliberate as he drew Est close. "My secrets. All of me, if you want it. But in return - you'll be mine. In every way, until death do us apart." Drawn into a world of whispered promises and dangerous intimacy, Est must navigate the hunger that burns between them as fiercely as the intrigue surrounding the throne. Within this dangerous, intoxicating intimacy, Est discovers that protecting this prince means more than bearing arms. It means answering every secret look and hushed invitation, melting into a bond deeper and darker than either of them dared imagine. And as their desire burns hotter with every touch, Est learns that belonging to William is no mere duty - it's a hunger neither of them can hide. Content Warnings: This story is a fanfiction which contains explicit sexual content (m/m), mature themes, emotional intensity, power imbalances (due to status differences), possessive behavior, consensual intimacy, jealousy and slow-burn romance. It also features court tensions, exploration of trust and loyalty, and elements of angst and comfort. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

"You sentenced me to die," William whispers, "and now you come crawling back like I'm the only one who ever made you feel alive." Est Supha Sangaworawong was built to be clean. Polished. A prosecutor with a flawless record and no room for mistakes, or monsters. William Jakrapatr was supposed to be just that. One trial. One headline. One death sentence. Case closed. Until the dreams started. Not of the crime. Not of the courtroom. Just him. The convict with chained hands and a smile that feels like a secret. Now Est is back at the prison. Sitting. Watching. Wanting. What started as obsession twists into something darker, desire wrapped in guilt, lust heavy with betrayal. A WilliamEst Story. ⚠️ Disclaimers: This story contains explicit content, moral corruption, psychological seduction, emotional breakdowns, and sex that feels like sin. You've been warned. This is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and moral choices depicted are entirely fictional and created for storytelling purposes. Some themes may be dark, controversial, or morally complex. They are not intended to promote or glorify any specific behavior. If you're uncomfortable with moral ambiguity, imperfect characters, or dark content, please proceed with caution. Not all actions are meant to be endorsed. Reader discretion is advised.

[حِينمَا يبدَأُ العَميل سُونغهون بِالعَمل عَلى كَسبِ ثِقة إِبن أَكبَر المَافِيا الإيطَالِية.] -الرُواية مستوحاة من المُسلسل الإيطالِي solo. -علاقة بَين شابين. -الغِلاف من تَصميم @adamdrafts -قد يحتَوي على مشاهد عنف و إجرَام و مشاهد تَحرش و مشاهد جِنسية (يتُم إرفاق تحذير لِلقراء قَبل الحدث.) -لا أسمَح ولا أُحلل نقل الفِكرة/الرُواية أو أقتِباس مِنها، ذُنوبكم لكم. -تابِع جدار الحساب لَو إِهتمَمتَ فِي مَعرِفة أخبَار كِتابة البَارتات. -230913 #1in : -enhypen -gangster -جونقوون -جيكهون -سونقهون -جايك -نيكي -جيك