phuwinpond ff..😶‍🌫️ Arranged marriage...

This is my first story of pondphuwin please support me. This is an arranged marriage story with mafia. Phuwin is a sweet person and his future husband is a ruthless mafia "Phi pond your hand is bleeding" phuwin said to him While taking his hand. But his eyes widened in shock has he realized that it's not pond's blood. "None of your business" pond said while yanking Phuwin's hands. This story have so many characters and couples. Main lead (pondphuwin) Second lead (Williamest).

"In the war between duty and desire, we are not just kings-we are prisoners of the crowns we wear and the secrets we inherit." Two heirs bound by duty. A marriage forged in war. Secrets buried in their blood. As hearts falter and truths unravel, will love rise, or will their legacy shatter beneath the weight of a broken crown?

Phuwin has a strictly "no entry" policy for his heart-and his apartment. After a devastating public betrayal, he's finally reclaimed his space. That is, until Pond Naravit-a former idol with a "termite" problem and a very distracting physique-decides to move into his guest room. Pond is everything Phuwin should avoid: persistent, teasing, and shamelessly honest. But as the lines between "roommate" and "reality" begin to blur, Phuwin realizes that some intruders are worth keeping. A story of healing, pink laundry disasters, and the man who refused to leave the lights off.

l don't know guys 😂😂😂 uhm so this is practically a omegaverse about pond phuwin it is short and you can binge read it

They met when they were fourteen. A mischievous boy and a calm golden boy who somehow changed his world. What started as teasing, shared chocolates, and quiet corridor glances slowly turned into something neither of them could escape. Years passed, promises were made, and their lives moved forward. But life has a strange way of rewriting love stories. When Pond and Phuwin meet again years later, something between them feels painfully familiar... yet distant at the same time. Because sometimes the heart remembers what the mind refuses to.

IT'S A PHUWINPOND STORY SO IF ANYONE ISN'T COMFORTABLE WITH THE IDEA PLEASE SKIP THIS ONE! ALSO, IT'S GOING TO BE A LITTLE MORE SMUTTIER THAN MY USUAL WORKS! HOPE YOU LIKE IT ENJOY!!! <3 Pond has always been the kind of boy people orbit without thinking. Third year on campus, his reputation walks ahead of him - reckless charm, easy dominance, a confidence so natural it almost feels like instinct. He wins dares, hearts, and attention without trying. Control is simply who he is. Phuwin is... harder to read. Quieter. Sharper. Unimpressed in ways that feel almost intentional. Where Pond is wildfire, Phuwin is gravity - subtle, steady, impossible to escape once you step too close. What begins as a careless late-night bet is supposed to be simple: prove a point, claim a victory, move on. But some games don't follow familiar rules. With every encounter that follows, something in Pond shifts in ways he can't explain, can't predict, and definitely can't admit. Pride turns restless. Curiosity turns consuming. And the version of himself he has always relied on starts to feel strangely... incomplete. As lines blur between competition and connection, both of them are pulled into a quiet emotional tug-of-war where winning no longer means what it used to. Because sometimes surrender isn't about losing control - it's about discovering where you truly belong. In a story of ego, tension, and the terrifying comfort of being understood, Pond will learn that not all falls are failures. Some are simply gravity calling you home.

Pond Naravit has everything-wealth, power, a life built on control. Phuwin Tangsakyuen destroys everything he touches... and sometimes, the only thing he can't destroy is the man he's meant to ruin.

Pond Naravit was forged to be a weapon. As the heir to the ruthless Asawathevathin empire, his only purpose is to conquer, crush, and control. His latest target: the Kittisawat family, a legacy of old money and tradition he's been ordered to tear down from the inside out. Phuwin Tangsakyuen is his family's last line of defense. He's not a fighter, but for his family, he'll become a soldier. He sees Pond for the monster he is and vows to find a weakness in his gilded armor. But when a bitter war of words and strategy forces them into a dangerous truce, the lines between hatred and obsession begin to blur. Every secret meeting, every forced negotiation, becomes a battlefield of its own, charged with a tension that has nothing to do with business. A line is crossed. A war of words becomes a clash of bodies. And a bitter truce ignites a firestorm of forbidden desire. In a world where love is a liability and trust is a foreign currency, what happens when your greatest enemy becomes your only sanctuary? Can two rivals burn down their families' legacies for a chance to build a future of their own? Ranking: #27 Pondphuwin

Pond Naravit is broke enough to answer a suspiciously vague job listing titled: "Private Companion Needed for Social Events." The pay is ridiculous. The expectations seem simple. Pretend to be someone's boyfriend. Attend fancy dinners. Look convincing. What Pond does not expect is for the client to be Phuwin Tangsakyuen-rich, composed, and rumored to be the kind of person you really shouldn't annoy. Phuwin didn't expect Pond either. But somehow the chaotic university student who talks too much and smiles too easily ends up signing the contract anyway. It's temporary. Strictly professional. Just a public arrangement for appearances. There are rules. There are boundaries. And absolutely no emotional involvement. Unfortunately, Pond has never been very good at following rules.