"You're staring again," Est whispered. "I'm memorizing," William said. "In case you forget to come back tomorrow." _____________________________________ In the 1860s, Siam stood between tradition and change. William, the son of a loyal servant, spent his days tending the gardens of the grand Khunthara estate. Est, the family's gentle heir, had been raised for duty, to study, to obey, to become the man his lineage demanded. They found each other in quiet corners and sunlit courtyards, where laughter softened into something neither dared to name. Beneath the banyan tree, love had taken root, fragile, forbidden, and achingly real. Yet in a world ruled by hierarchy and silence, even the softest affection could become a dangerous rebellion. A tender historical romance about devotion, loss, and the courage to love when love itself had to hide. A WilliamEst story. ⚠️ Disclaimer: This story explores historical and cultural repression, instances of homophobia, and the darker sides of class and society. It also contains moments of intimacy and emotional intensity. While written with sensitivity, some scenes may be heavy or difficult to read. Reader discretion is 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.

"Baby girl, won't you help me?" William was never the type to beg. The most feared mafia king, he was used to taking what he wanted; ruthlessly, without remorse. When a bullet tears through his shoulder, he does what he always does: kidnaps a doctor, forces them to patch him up, and erases the evidence. But Dr. Est is different. Soft-spoken, sharp-eyed, and far too tempting. From the moment William locks eyes with him, he knows one thing: this one, he can't let go. Est should fear him. He should run. But when William smirks, voice dripping like honey and venom, Est feels his heart betray him. In a world where love is a weakness and danger lurks behind every whispered promise, how do you escape the devil when he's already marked you as his? A WilliamEst story. ⚠️ Disclaimers: This story contains strong language, mature themes, violence, abuse, and dark romance elements. Reader discretion is advised.