Est Supha, From the moment I was born, my life was set up. Born into a wealthy family, my parents and the society I was born in had shaped me for the future. The pressure was enormous. Everyone expected me to follow the path my family had set for me. I was destined to succeed in life, yet I felt suffocated by their expectations. I was a successful lawyer, had my own penthouse, and I looked like I was pulled out of a box, dressed to impress. I wore a mask of perfection, but underneath, I was struggling with my identity and purpose in life. My life was a routine. Never once breaking the rhythm. I followed a strict routine, waking up at the same time every morning, going to work, and coming home to my empty penthouse. My life was a monotonous cycle, and I was beginning to feel numb and unfulfilled. And that's when I broke the tempo. One night, one glance...right at the building across from mine. That's when I saw him. All muscles, ink, piercings and onyx hair. My gaze fixated on him, my eyes drawn to his imposing figure. His physique was impressive, covered in intricate tattoos and piercings. What caught my attention the most, however, was his shock of deep black hair. It was like a raven's wing. Pressure... right between my legs. Blood rushing south. No. It couldn't be. I... I wasn't gay. Right?

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.

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.

In the uncharted depths of the ocean, something ancient has awakened. Est Supha, a seasoned deep-sea explorer, barely survives a catastrophic encounter that claims the lives of his entire team-except for one. Haunted by the incident, Est is recruited by the prestigious Vihokratana Research Facility, where he joins a new team led by brilliant scientists, including silly yet mature William Vihokratana, the heir to the facility's legacy. Est and William must work together to stop a prehistoric nightmare before it reaches the surface. But as fear and survival instincts collide, will their growing connection be their greatest strength-or their undoing?

"Just another face in the crowd-until his eyes found mine." Est Supha admired William Jakrapatr, the rockstar who felt untouchable. But under the stage lights, with music thrumming like a heartbeat, William's gaze lingered-closer than it should have.

"I'd rather die than work with William Jakrapatr." Est Supha didn't know he was being overheard. He didn't know William would take it personally. And he definitely didn't know he'd be fake-dating the man he swore he'd never touch. William made the call. Chose Est out of spite. One year. Cameras. Lies. A contract sealed in cold revenge. Now they're lovers on paper- Enemies in private. Smiling for headlines while shoving each other backstage. Every photo op feels like a dare. Every touch feels like a threat. Every look feels like the beginning of something dangerous. Because hate this intense? Always has a pulse, a fuse. And when it beats loud enough... It starts sounding like want. Like need. Like obsession. Like the kind of love that ruins you. ❝There's a fine line between hating someone-and wanting to ruin them beautifully.❞