When a biggest mafia of Thailand falls for an ordinary not just ordinary university boy, it's not love-it's become obsession. Joong rules the underground with cold eyes and a loaded gun, never letting anyone close....But then he meets Dunk-soft-faced, stunning, with a quiet fire in his eyes and lips that talk back. Joong doesn't just want him.....He craves him.....In his world. In his bed. In his arms. Dunk tries to escape...Joong makes sure he can't.....Because when the mafia falls for someone...he doesn't fall in love-he claims it.

Two heirs. Two souls bound by power, secrets, and a hunger that defies reason. Joong Archen Aydin returns from France with the calm of a man who's learned how to hide his fire. Dunk Natcha Boonpresert-the world's perfect gentleman-keeps a darkness behind his smile, a whisper that tells him to destroy what he loves before it destroys him. When their paths cross again, old scars bleed in silence. Desire turns sharp, restraint burns, and every glance feels like temptation wearing a suit. Because some obsessions aren't meant to fade. Some loves aren't meant to heal. And some men were born to obey the dark. A psychological romance of obsession, temptation, and the quiet violence of wanting what you shouldn't.

"He was sent to protect me... but his lies might destroy me." #1 gmmtv #1 dunknatachai #1 Joongdunk #2 joongarchen

"Fucking... asshole..." Dunk cursed under his breath, his body trembling from the overwhelming sensations. Joong leaned in, voice low and vicious against his ear. "That's right," Joong growled, his hips snapping forward, thrusting into Dunk with increasing force. "I am fucking an asshole." For generations, the Boonpraserts and Aydins have stood side by side-two of Thailand's most powerful dynasties, bound by legacy, empire, and an unspoken promise to protect each other's interests. Now, that promise is becoming permanent through the upcoming marriage between the Aydin heir and the Boonpraserts' only daughter. Joong Archen Aydin is everything an heir should be: elegant, obedient, and impossibly perfect-the golden son shaped by legacy and expectation. Dunk Boonprasert, on the other hand, is chaos incarnate. Reckless. Sharp-tongued. The black sheep his family tries to hide behind polished smiles and public image. The two have been enemies since childhood-locked in a lifelong war of petty sabotage, brutal words, and fights that always turned ugly. But everything changes the night Dunk decides to give in to a moment's vulnerability and sleeps with Joong. His sister's fiancé. His lifelong nemesis. The one person he should have never touched.

Its a JoongDunk ff.....Joong as Emperor Khabkluen and Dunk as Crown prince Daonuea A JoongDunk historical BL ❤️ He was the ruthless Emperor who conquered kingdoms without mercy. He was the gentle Crown Prince who hated him with every breath. One kneel changed everything. From blades and blood... to jealousy, scars, and a love so fierce it nearly destroyed them both. When war almost takes the Emperor away, the Prince who once wanted him dead will fight the gods themselves to bring him back. And in the end... a little girl named Kaira will be born from the ashes of their hate. Slow-burn. Angst. Passion. Healing. Marking. Pregnancy. If you love: Enemies to Lovers Powerful Alpha × Beautiful Omega "I hate you but I'll die without you" Jealousy, marking, and soft aftercare

Joong Archen and Dunk Natachai have been rivals since their first day at Bangkok Elite University. They fight for grades, attention, recognition... and pride. Everyone knows their names. Everyone knows their talent. But nobody knows what happens when the studio doors close. When a national competition forces them into the same team, their hatred begins to crack... turning into something dangerous, obsessive, and impossible to hide. Because the more they try to beat each other... the more they realize they might already belong to each other. 🔥 Rivalry. Obsession. Secrets. And love that feels like war.

Daou Pittaya, a paparazzi, secretly watches Offroad Kantapon, a famous actor. Through he tells himself it's just a job, there's something deeper behind his fascination. When Offroad unexpectedly locks eyes with him, Daou feels an unsettling sense that Offroad might have notice him before. "Like does he knows? Or like he's always known?"

My brother's friend.

Offroad sneered at the man in front of him. He had promised himself he would never kneel before another man again. His hair was pulled back tight, a bloodied knife pressed against his throat. "Did you make your choice?" the man demanded. "Come on, Daou. You know me better than that." He tilted his head slightly, almost offended. Daou yanked his hair tighter and leaned down to his level. "Good," he said, a cruel smile forming. "You just made it more fun." Love's the death of peace of mind - bad omens (the story's theme song) omegaverse! **english isn't my native language, so please excuse me for any mistakes! (Full disclosure, I use ChatGPT for editing)

"What do you want from me?" "Everything." "Who are you?" "An immortal." "Hahahaha, you sounded like you were joking. It's 2025 already. . Will you please. . " "Don't make me...bite you " "🥺🫢"