The neon lights of the bar blurred into streaks of gold and red as Orm stumbled toward the exit. Her heart felt like it had been shredded; seeing Ryu, her boyfriend, in bed with his secretary had shattered her. He had claimed he only sought someone else because Orm wasn't "giving him what he needed," but that excuse didn't dull the sting of betrayal.

ORMLING This is a rather a hot and very mature theme so read at your own risk. [MENTION OF VIOLENCE AND DEATH] Ling Ling, daughter of a powerful family, lived a life built on control and luxury. She was the heir of her family and will soon step up as the new CEO, but people around her are greedy and envious... As she hears whispers of people who wants to see her fall. And one late night, in the dim quiet of her own building's underground parking lot, she was attacked. For a moment, she thought this was how her story would end. In one of the most ridiculous and cliché way ever but... something unusual happened. A wounded stranger appeared, fragile-looking, barely standing, forehead bleeding and breath heavy... The person looked like they were about to die on the spot yet with a burst of startling strength drove Ling ling's attacker away. Turning to thank her unexpected savior, Ling Ling watches the tall, powerful person falter. Before she can utter a word, they collapse unconscious into her arms, their injury staining her immaculate attire. The formidable heiress is suddenly left alone, holding a bleeding stranger.... What now, who was this ridiculously powerful person?

Detective Inspector Lingling Kwong has spent her career chasing monsters. When a string of brutal murders begins appearing across Bangkok-each victim a criminal who escaped the justice system. Lingling is assigned to the case that is slowly turning the city upside down. While the public praises the mysterious vigilante killer, Lingling knows one thing: justice does not belong in the hands of a murderer. After a dangerous operation leaves her seriously injured, Lingling crosses paths with Dr. Orm Sethratanapong, the youngest and most brilliant surgeon at Prasert Hospital. Cold, composed, and impossible to read, Orm initially finds the cocky detective unbearable. Yet somehow, irritation turns into curiosity... and curiosity becomes something far more complicated. As the killings escalate and the investigation grows darker, Lingling and Orm find themselves drawn into the same dangerous question. In a city where the guilty keep walking free... what does justice really look like?

An arranged engagement. Two powerful women. One rule: don't fall in love. But Ling has never been chosen and Orm has never been honest. So when pretending starts to feel real... someone is going to get hurt.

What happens when your terror professor is actually your... fiancé? Orm Kornnaphat Sethranapong, young, brilliant, and the most promising professor at one of the country's most prestigious universities. She's feared for her perfectionist standards, admired for her intelligence, and pursued by many of the brightest minds her age. She's untouchable. Unshakable. Unreachable. Or so everyone thinks. Because behind her strict façade lies a secret: She's bound by an arrangement no one must ever know-an arranged marriage to one of her own students. Lingling Kwong, a third-year college student, is the school's beloved gem-elegant, kind, and gifted with a voice that could melt anyone's heart. She's the complete opposite of Orm's cold and exacting nature. They're not supposed to look at each other a second too long. Not supposed to touch. Not supposed to want. But how long can they keep pretending when every lecture, every glance, every accidental brush of their hands feel like crossing the line? In a world where rules and reputations mean everything, how do you hide a bond that was never supposed to exist? And what happens when the line between duty and desire begins to blur-inside the classroom and beyond?

It starts with stitches. It becomes something neither of them planned for. Fast and real and a little terrifying, the way the best things are. But life has other ideas. Some people find each other once. Some people get a second chance. This is about what you do when the door opens again.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

A high-fashion it-girl model. A photographer who won't fall in line. A photobook project that should've stayed professional. Orm doesn't chase - but Lingling Kwong doesn't bend, and that makes her a problem Orm fully intends to handle herself. Personally. Repeatedly. Until one of them breaks.

Lingling Kwong is a cold, composed CEO, intimidating and always in control. To her, success is everything. Love is a distraction. Emotions are a weakness she can't afford. Then Orm enters her life. "..... I think you two have chemistry." Lingling's gaze flicked up, flat and unreadable. "You are impossible," she said, returning her attention to the documents. "I'm not interested in anything like that." She added. "Not interested in men, you mean." "Get back to work, P'Taew." "You into men?" P'Taew pressed, now seated across from her boss, not listening to her. Lingling give her secretary a look. "No," she said at last. At just 23, Orm is both strong and quietly fragile. A chance encounter shifts everything. Her warmth lingers, unsettling Lingling in ways she can't explain. In the spaces between glances and silences, between duty and desire, something real begins to bloom. Orm tilted her head slightly. "Are you...?" Don't tell me she's the CEO-Please... "Lingling Kwong," the woman replied without hesitation. Fuck.

Lingling and Orm - Thailand's most adored GL pairing. On screen, they flirt, they seem in love, they sell the fantasy. Everyone calls it fan service. But behind the camera, their chemistry feels a little too real. They're close - best friends, even - yet they've been quietly dancing around their feelings for years. Lingling tells herself she's waiting for the right time, for Orm to grow up, or maybe she's just afraid to ruin what they already have. Orm, on the other hand, hides her heart behind teasing smiles, waiting for Lingling to finally make a move. Then, a simple conversation about a beach trip turns into something more - a quiet getaway, laughter, and moments that blur the line between acting and feeling. One drunken night, everything changes. Years of suppressed emotions erupt into a reckless passion. A month later, Orm discovers she's pregnant. Now, they must face the consequences of that one night - not just as public figures, but as two people who may have been in love all along. Will this unexpected twist destroy their careers... or finally turn their reel romance into something real?

They did not enter the industry. They conquered it. Lingling and Milk Kwong - crowned "The Pillars of Thailand" before twenty-three - built their empire under flashbulbs and fashion contracts. Calvin Klein. Dior. YSL. Untouchable. Unbreakable. Perfect. Until the fracture. It begins with an invitation. Irene Bae - global icon, former lover, the woman Lingling once crossed continents for - is moving on. And Lingling refuses to look abandoned. She arrives in black, not white, with Victoria's Secret's most coveted Angel on her arm. Orm. Her rival. Her opposite. The girl she once dismissed - and the only one bold enough to stand beside her without flinching. Their history is sharp. Their tension undeniable. The public calls it chemistry. They call it war. Across another city, Milk is fighting a quieter battle. Her years-long entanglement with Jennie - secret, addictive, and never fully hers - collapses when reality finally outweighs hope. Milk stops waiting to be chosen. And turns to Love. The stylist who stayed. The one who watched. The one who never made her feel second. In an industry built on image and control, the twins begin to realize something dangerous: Rivalry can blur into desire. Comfort can turn into something deeper. And choosing yourself might be the boldest scandal of all. - ⚠ WARNING ⚠ This story contains G!P elements, dark themes, possessive dynamics, and very mature content intended for adult readers. Characters will make morally grey decisions. If this genre is not for you, please feel free to scroll. Kindness is appreciated. No character bashing.