Santa grew up in a mansion full of wealth-but never love. Quiet, kind, and invisible, he is treated like a burden by the very family meant to protect him. Perth, on the other hand, is the perfect heir: calm, brilliant, and powerful. But behind his flawless image hides a dangerous truth-when he wants something, he takes it. And the moment Perth notices Santa... he decides one thing: Santa will belong to him, no matter what it costs.

Perth's eyes were dark, wounded. "So what?" he asked bitterly. "Should I get drunk too? Go kiss someone else and come home pretending it meant nothing?" Santa shook his head frantically, tears falling faster now. "No... please, no. I'm sorry, Phi Perth. I didn't mean to. I love you. I can't... I can't be without you." Perth laughed once, sharp and broken. "Ta," Perth said, his voice low. "Was it only Pond?" Santa's breath caught. "...What?" "When you were drunk," Perth continued, every word tearing him apart. "Was it only him? Or were there more?" Santa went completely still. "I didn't-" he started, but was cut off. Perth's voice broke. "Did you go further?" he whispered. "Were they... better than me?" Santa stared at him like the question had stabbed straight through his heart. "No," he cried, shaking his head violently. "Never. I swear. I've never been with anyone else. Only you. Phi Perth, please believe me." He broke down completely then, his hands covering his face. "I'm sorry," Santa sobbed. "I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you." Perth stood there, watching the person he loved most fall apart because of his words... because he broke his silence. *** Was it really a drunken mistake? Even if Perth forgives him, will their relationship go back to what it used to be? What if Santa regrets begging Perth to stay because it starts suffocating him to the point he wants to die to end it all at once?

Thailand, 1941. Amid the war and destruction, Perth, a military pilot, ends up crashing into the backyard of Santa's house, a rural omega who finds himself completely in love with the alpha who needs his care after his accident.

For Perth Tanapon, CEO of Nightper Studio, perfection isn't a goal. It's a requirement. With the company's biggest collection on the line, failure simply isn't an option. Every detail has to be flawless, especially the face of the campaign. In Perth's eyes, there's only one man worthy of representing his brand. Santa Pongsapak. Thailand's most sought-after model. Every brand wants him. Every campaign needs him. But Santa has already said no. Determined to change his mind, Perth personally offers him the biggest contract of his career, expecting nothing more than a business negotiation. Instead, Santa makes an offer of his own. "Date me, and I'll sign." A fake relationship should have been the easiest deal Perth ever made. Until stolen glances start feeling real, hearts begin breaking the rules, and the line between pretending and falling in love slowly disappears. After all... Who knew the biggest risk to Nightper Studio's success would be the CEO falling for his own model? 🖤🤍

The Art Department at the university is supposed to be a sanctuary of creation, but beneath the scent of oil paint, turpentine, and turpentine, a far more intoxicating aroma is brewing. Professor Perth Tanapon is a master of control. An elite Alpha, his life is a canvas of neat lines, quiet spaces, and structured boundaries. He knows the rules: you do not cross the line with a student, no matter how loud your inner Alpha roars. But control becomes a fragile glass illusion the moment Santa Pongsapak walks into his lecture hall. Santa is absolute chaos wrapped in an ethereal, devastatingly beautiful Omega shell. He is the campus favorite-wild, fiercely loyal to his tight-knit circle, and radiating a magnetic, effortless sensuality that turns heads wherever he goes. He didn't plan on noticing his professor. He didn't plan on the sharp, suffocating pull of the older man's dominant cedarwood scent. They both try. Perth tries to see just a student; Santa tries to see just a professor. But fate doesn't care about university policy. When a sudden, volatile twist of biology and accidental proximity forces them into a dark corner, the thin veneer of professionalism shatters. What starts as an unstoppable, explosive explosion of primal desire morphs into a dangerous, forbidden situationship. In the shadows of the studio, it's purely physical-until possession turns to obsession, and a ruthless, toxic jealousy begins to rewrite all their rules. [WARNING: FOR ADULTS ONLY (18+)] This is a work of fiction and a fanfiction production. The events, character dynamics, and behaviors depicted within this story are entirely imaginary and do not reflect the real lives, personalities, or relationships of the actors involved. This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, Omegaverse dynamics (heat cycles, pheromones), and intense emotional themes including obsession, possessiveness, and jealousy.

Perth Thanapon lives his life by the clock. As a workaholic CEO, his world is defined by spreadsheets, board meetings, and a comfortable, safe engagement to his childhood friend, Sammy. He's built a wall around his heart and his identity to satisfy his traditional, homophobic family-until he meets Santa. Santa is a whirlwind of color in Perth's grayscale world. To the public, Santa is nothing more than a spoiled, rich heir who refuses to grow up. But behind closed doors, he is the anonymous artist behind the world's most sought-after masterpieces. When Santa's father cuts him off to "teach him a lesson," the boy who has everything suddenly has nothing but his brushes. When a chance encounter brings the cold CEO and the struggling artist together, Perth finds himself drawn to a life he was told to hate. Can Perth break his golden cage for a love that's painted in forbidden colors?

one rainy night, Santa sheltered himself inside a convenience store . soaking wet, he just needed to dry himself so probably killing time in a convenience store isn't a bad idea. Santa roams his eyes inside and spots a handsome middle aged guy sitting two tables from him . the guy's just looking at him, his eyes following his every move. he went to get a can of beer, when he was about to sit down he saw the guy looking at him and for a moment his clumsiness just got on him he almost stumbled on one of the tables and all because his looking at the guy . the guy smirked and looked at him. the guy went to him and asked if he could share the table with him . the night went on, the two talked about random staff and when Santa told him he had to go home, the guy insisted on driving him home but Santa was too drunk to tell him his address, so the guy brought him to his penthouse. when morning came Santa woke up to find himself naked under the soft white blanket caress by the guy's big guns, panicking he slowly lifts the guys arms and went inside the bathroom to get dressed, he didn't look back because all he knows is, its just one of those heated moments . he slowly but quickly rushed out . and there the guy slowly woke up with a smile on his face .

Santa used to think love was something distant-something other people had, something soft and safe that never quite reached him. Not until Perth. Perth, who had always been there. Perth, his older brother Pond's best friend. The boy who grew into a man right before Santa's eyes. The one who ruffled his hair, called him Santy, treated him like something fragile, something to protect. His nong. His baby brother. And Santa... he let him. For years, he stayed in that place-small, quiet, tucked safely in Perth's shadow. Loving him silently. Hopelessly. But time doesn't keep people the same. Because one day, Santa stops being "Santy." He walks into college taller, sharper, his softness turned into something dangerously beautiful. Eyes follow him now-hungry, curious, wanting. Hands linger too long. Voices whisper. Everyone suddenly sees him. Everyone except Perth. And that-that is what makes something ugly start to grow inside Santa's chest. Because how dare the world look at him like he's something to be taken... while the only person he has ever wanted still looks at him like he's just a child? Santa doesn't want to be protected anymore. He wants to be seen. He wants to be wanted. And maybe-just maybe-he wants to burn everything down until Perth has no choice but to finally look at him... the way Santa has always looked at him.

Tawan and Aran were each other's first love. From high school sweethearts to the couple everyone envied, they believed their future was already written. Until one night destroyed everything. A betrayal shattered their love, turning promises into resentment and leaving behind a family built on regret instead of affection. Years later, Tawan's son, Perth, grows up in the ruins of that broken love. Cold, reckless, and incapable of believing in happily ever after, he pushes everyone away before they can hurt him first. Santa was raised differently. After losing everything he once loved, Aran devoted his life to protecting Santa, teaching him one lesson above all else: Love always leaves scars. Then fate brings Perth and Santa together. Forced to transfer universities after another reckless mistake, Perth meets Santa on his very first day. And for the first time in his life... He can't look away. What begins as curiosity quickly turns into something far more dangerous, as two hearts are drawn together by a past neither of them knows could destroy them before their story even begins. Because sometimes, the greatest love stories are born from someone else's tragedy. 🖤🤍

Santa, a fragile but strong omega, survives tragedy only to fall into the hands of Perth, a fierce and devoted mafia alpha. Their journey from obsession to love is filled with danger, tenderness. As trust grows and hearts intertwine, they learn that even in a world ruled by shadows, love can shine brighter than fear, guiding them to a life filled with passion, laughter, and the warmth of a home together.