An investigative journalist is after a story that involves major players of Thailand's business world. Who is he after? Who is he? What is he looking for, and how far is he ready to go for it? Who knows.

You have always been mine

If Johan was a thunderstorm held silently behind glass, North was pure chaos wrapped in glitter and sunshine, lighting up every room he blundered into.

Johan hated many things. North topped the list. North hated many things too. Johan topped his. Unfortunately... By the end of the week, they'd be husbands. Their grandfathers had already signed the papers. The contract was waiting. The inheritance was waiting. Walking away meant losing everything. Staying meant living with the one person they couldn't stand. One marriage. Two heirs. Zero affection. After all... Some vows are written in gold. Theirs was written in spite.

He lost a bet. Now he's stuck dating the scariest guy in Chula. North Talay never backs down from a dare. Too bad this time, the dare is dating Johan Akaradech for one month. Cold. Rich. Untouchable. Son of the Akaradech Group, top of the Med batch, and the guy who makes people nervous just by existing. Rule 1: Act like it's real. Rule 2: Don't let anyone find out it's fake. Rule 3: Don't catch feelings. Easier said than done when Johan starts holding his hand without being told, staring at him like he's the only person in the room, and getting possessive the second someone else flirts with North. North told himself it was just an act. Johan told himself it was just reputation management. So why does it feel like they're both lying?

Johan is struggling to live even for a day. He hates everyone around him. He needs help. Is it North, that he needs? A soft slow burn where Johan and North are fighting against odds to find love.

Some things sit beyond the reach of your hands. You cannot command them, you cannot alter them, and you certainly cannot outrun them. The true trouble begins only when your heart ceases to beat for anyone but yourself. "No," his mind whispered. "This is wrong." But his heart was already falling, and it only whispered back, "You have already fallen." "On hold for now"

In the end it's 'Him & I'

"Discipline earned him respect. Order kept him safe. But thrill? Thrill was about to ruin him in the best possible way." "When a meticulously engineered life collides with unpredictable danger, the hardest part isn't surviving the threat-it's admitting how much you love the rush."

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