Dunk: I married him because I loved him. I paid his debts, I raised his daughter, and I hid my heart because I knew he could never love me back. Joong: I married him because I had nothing left. I let him save us, but every day I live in fear that he will wake up and realize a broken, struggling single dad is not worth his time. Two men. One abandoned little girl. A marriage built on desperation, wealth, and the heaviest secret of all: a fifteen-year unrequited love that is dangerously close to breaking them both.

In the rusted remains of a shipping container park, Pond lives by three rules: fight hard, sell fast, and keep his brother, Dunk, away from the gutter. But when a botched drug delivery leads to a literal collision with the most arrogant brat in the city, Pond's world starts to fray. Phuwin is everything Pond hates-rich, polished, and hauntingly beautiful. When Phuwin offers Pond a deal he can't refuse-play the thug boyfriend to spite his billionaire father-Pond enters a world of silk and lies. Meanwhile, Dunk is back from his father's mansion, hiding his own leather jacket and a secret love for the speed of a motorcycle. As Joong watches Dunk from the shadows, struggling to keep his promise to Pond to stay away, the lines between protection and possession begin to blur. In this jungle, you either hunt or you get caught.

What happens when two rival master thieves steal a diamond, only to realize the real prize is a stolen forever neither of them expected but are unwilling to lose? Joong and Dunk are the untouchable phantoms of the underworld-solo operators driven by arrogance, lethal precision, and a fiercely competitive pride. But a chaotic collision over the same multi-million dollar vault forces these two dangerous predators into a volatile, adrenaline-fueled alliance just to survive the fallout. As the deadliest manhunt in Bangkok's history tightens its grip, their razor-sharp banter and intense rivalry ignite into a raw, consuming heat that rewrites all their rules. In a world where trust is a liability and every shadow holds a threat, defending the love they've stolen might demand a sacrifice neither is prepared to make.

To the Prince of the Void, humanity is a disease of weakness. But there is a glitch in the mortal realm: a relentless ER doctor who keeps ripping souls back from the brink of death, stealing directly from the Underworld's ledger-the Prince is sent to the surface to collect his dues. Disguised as an intern, Natachai expects to easily crush the doctor's spirit. Instead, he meets Dr. Archen: a man forged in trauma, radiating a fierce, defiant energy that rivals the fires of Hell itself. Natachai came to claim an untamed soul, but he's about to learn that temptation is a two-way street.

Joong Archen works at the Natachai company as nothing more than a regular employee. Quiet. Poor. Easy to overlook. Dunk Natachai is the chairman's son - rich, beautiful, reckless, and the kind of person who treats love like a game he already won before it even started. And Joong falls for him anyway. Not because Dunk is kind. Not because Dunk deserves it. But because Dunk knows exactly how to make himself feel impossible to leave. A soft voice after midnight. A jealous look that lasts one second too long. A kiss that feels real until morning comes and Dunk pretends it meant nothing. That is how he keeps Joong. Never enough to call it love. Always enough to keep him waiting. While Dunk disappears into other nights, other people, other bodies, Joong stays behind rebuilding the pieces of himself Dunk keeps breaking apart. Because the cruelest thing about Dunk is not that he hurts Joong. It is that he knows exactly how much Joong loves him - and uses it anyway. But love built on crumbs cannot survive forever. And one day, after too many lies and too many chances, Joong reaches the point where he still loves Dunk... ...but cannot survive him anymore. And for the first time in his life, Dunk Natachai learns that sometimes the person who forgives the most is also the one who leaves for real. _______ Story wish inspired by: @odronatachai ♡ Thank you for trusting me with your idea and letting me turn it into something of my own. While the original inspiration came from the request above, the entire storyline, plot, character development, emotional arcs, scenes, dialogues, and overall structure of this AU were fully created and written by me.

"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.

Crimson Desire In a world where assassins are trained like soldiers, three deadly men are sent to bring down Joong-a cold, calculating underground king. Dunk leads the mission, hiding a past no one knows and a daughter no one questions. By his side are Phuwin, a hacker with a sharp tongue, and Gemini, a gunman with a quiet conscience. But Joong isn't alone. His empire is guarded by his brothers-Pond, all steel and strategy, and Fourth, a spoiled college brat with fire in his veins. Love tangles with duty. Lies thread through loyalty. And among them all, only one wears a green flag. The rest? Red. Black. Dangerous. Love Is Lethel. Desire Is Deadly. Welcome To Crimson Desire

𝗗𝘂𝗻𝗸𝗝𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗹 | 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆! Joong has always been a free spirit, exuding an aura that warns people not to mess with him. The school didn't want to give up on such a promising student, but he was too wild to be tamed. Then, in a surprising turn of events, he changed his ways all on his own. Everyone: ??? He thought this was how his life would be until he met Doctor Dunk, and suddenly, his whole world lit up. On the day the college entrance exams ended, the entire class was gathered together in celebration. No one noticed that the coolest and most handsome guy in class, Joong, got caught smoking and was pinned against the wall by his "Phi" punished with a kiss that left him breathless. When the kiss left him weak-kneed and his mind blank, Doctor Dunk pressed closer, his indifferent monolid eyes slightly lowered as he softly coaxed him: "Be good." Later, the two of them made a rule: For every cigarette he smoked, he'd get a kiss. 'Damn.', Joong cursed under his breath, blushing, "How am I supposed to quit like this.." |All credits to the real owner|

Joong rules the Bangkok underground. Undefeated on the asphalt, lethal in the fighting cages, and universally feared on his university campus, he is untouchable. He has never lost a fight, and he has certainly never lost a race-until a nameless, masked driver in a borrowed Supra tears his perfect streak to shreds and vanishes into the neon-lit night, leaving behind nothing but the faint scent of expensive fabric softener and a bruised ego. Dunk Boonprasert is the picture of aristocratic perfection. As the tightly controlled son of a powerful governor, his daytime life is a suffocating series of rules, expectations, and icy indifference. But underneath the tailored clothes and deadpan exterior lies "Nova"-a legendary, adrenaline-fueled street racer from the northern mountains who uses the asphalt as his only escape. Now, Joong is utterly obsessed. Driven by wounded pride and a dark, consuming fascination, he is determined to tear the city apart to find the phantom who humiliated him on his own track. What the undisputed king of the streets doesn't realize is that the ghost he is hunting isn't hiding in the shadows. He is sitting right next to him in his daytime engineering lectures, hiding behind a flawless, untouchable mask of wealth. A dangerous, high-stakes game of cat and mouse begins-and the only thing moving faster than the cars is their inevitable collision.

They made it out. But survival is not the same thing as peace. Outside Black Halo, the world is wider, colder, and far less merciful than any of them imagined. The people who escaped are no longer trapped behind one institution's walls - but they are still trapped inside everything that place turned them into. Old loyalties deepen. New fractures open. Love becomes more desperate, more obsessive, more painful than before. And the line between devotion and destruction grows thinner with every step forward. Black Halo - Book 2: Tied to Me is not about healing. It is about what remains after the cage breaks - and the terrifying ways people cling to each other when they no longer know how to survive alone.