Phuwin never wanted this. But wanting has never mattered in his life. An arranged marriage wasn't a choice - it was an instruction. And he's always been good at following instructions. Keep quiet. Be polite. Don't cause trouble. Don't say no. So when he's married off to Pond Naravit - a man much older, distant, unreadable - Phuwin bows his head and complies. He always complies. For Pond, it was simpler. His parents were relentless. Marriage would silence them. A convenient arrangement. A quiet spouse. No emotional mess. That was the plan. But the first time Pond sees his new husband flinch at a raised voice that wasn't even directed at him - something twists. The first time Phuwin apologizes for standing in the wrong place - it doesn't feel like obedience. It feels like damage. And Pond has seen damage before. He works cases no one else wants. Prostitution rings. Digital exploitation. Assault hidden behind screens and fake names. He spends his nights hunting men who profit from silence. Which is why it unsettles him when he starts noticing the same silence at his own dining table. Phuwin doesn't argue. Doesn't demand. Doesn't resist. He endures. And the obedience that was supposed to make this marriage easy starts tasting like guilt in Pond's mouth. Because this isn't submission. It's survival. The deeper Pond digs into his latest investigation, the more pieces start aligning - university incidents, online harassment, whispers of assault buried under shame. And the realization hits harder than any case file ever has: His husband has been surviving monsters long before he began working to hunt them down. ♪ Pond Naravit • Phuwin Tangsakyuen Boy • Boy Age Gap Arranged Marriage Mention of assault, harassment, bullying ♪ This story belongs to @EliseInk I do not own any characters or the references I have used here. This story is entirely based on imagination and any similarities to other stories are purely coincidental.

Five years ago, Phuwin disappeared. Not because he was weak. Not because he gave up. But because survival demanded something unforgivable. When his child was born too early - out of love from his boyfriend, his first love - still in highschool, drowning in hospital bills and threatened by men he should never have trusted, Phuwin signed a contract with a club that promised money in exchange for his freedom. It was meant to be temporary. It became a cage. His days belong to Lina - his daughter, his reason to breathe. His nights belong to the contract he cannot break. Five years stretched. And then, he appears. Pond. His first love - his supposed boyfriend, the father of his child which he never knew, the one he thought he lost forever. The one who caused his heart to shatter years ago with a cruel bet. On his birthday. A stupid celebration. A private room. Drunken laughter. "We booked someone for you. Birthday privilege." Pond didn't expect anything. Didn't want anything. And then the door opened. Phuwin stepped inside - composed, distant, professional. He looked at Pond the way he looks at every client. "Happy birthday," he said quietly. The words shattered something in Pond's chest. Because this wasn't a stranger. This was the boy he loved. The one he broke with a cruel bet. The one he's been searching for. The father of a child he never knew existed. "No," Pond said. His friends laughed, confused. "I said no." His voice was calm now. Controlled. Dangerous. "Cancel it." He wasn't refusing the booking. He was refusing to let Phuwin stand there like he belonged to anyone else. Like he belonged here - in a bar. To serve people. Not again. ♪ This story belongs to @EliseInk All the places and scenarios are entirely belonging to my story line. Any resemblance to other stories in purely unintentional and coincidence.

Somewhere in a small but strong village in 1940s, it took place. Pond didn't marry for love. He married because the next head of the village needed a partner. To secure his position. To prove he was ready. To give an heir. Phuwin was chosen for him. A quiet boy. No history. No resistance. Disciplined enough. Easy enough. Perfect. Head bowed. Phuwin knew what this marriage meant. He knew what was expected of him. He knew what his body could never give. He knew he could not give birth. And still- he said nothing. Because saying the truth would end everything. And silence- was safer than losing the only place he had left. But things started to look out of context when Pond spoke too careful around him, too soft - too awkward, when Phuwin knew the position of the brides in the head family is to be just bound to their husbands. Just, obedient partners. Just, heir bearers. Just, an ornament to be kept beside while running the village. ♪ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫- 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ♪ Warnings: emotional distress, forced roles, power imbalance, infertility themes, explicit cultural expectations. ♪ This storyline belongs to @EliseInk. Any resemblance to existing stories, characters, or events is purely coincidental. I do not mean to disrespect or misinterpret any people's characters while writing the story. I do not intend to harm, offend, or disrespect any person, group, or community. This work is entirely fictional and created for literary purposes. Read it with an open mind.

Most couples in the pack stop at two children. The romantics reach three. Pond and Phuwin somehow reached eighteen. Nobody knows how. Well... that's a lie. Everybody knows how. The problem is that neither of them seems capable of stopping. Especially Pond. A respected Enigma who commands an entire pack, terrifies grown alphas, and makes leaders nervous with a single look. Yet somehow spends his evenings feeding strawberries to his omega, massaging swollen feet, carrying shopping bags, and apologizing for things that aren't his fault. Phuwin swears he hates being pregnant. Pond believes him. Right up until Phuwin sees a tiny baby outfit and starts talking about "just one more." ♪ HIGHEST RANK #1 gmmtv #5 pondphuwin ♪ A romantic comedy full of chaos, family, ridiculous amounts of children, and a husband whose greatest weakness has always been the omega he married at twenty. ♪ Omegaverse. MalePregnancy. Pond ↑ and Phuwin ↓ ♪ This storyline belongs to me. Any resemblence to other stories is purely fictional and do not have any intentional corellation or plagiarism.

have you ever feel like your life are all useless? no matter how many money and power you have , you will always weak and lower in front of your parents. Phuwin is part of Harlem's family. a big family who own a very wealthy business. World of Darkness is where they get all the money, selling drugs and human trafficking. everything is for money. Harlem's family decided to work with Christy, an only woman who dominance world of darkness. her fund will make Harlem's living more secure, which makes them made a promise to get Phuwin married to Pond , Christy Son. 🔞 mature reader only

Ten years ago, Nani disappeared from Sky's life without a word - and Sky spent a decade believing he'd been abandoned. Now Nani works at a company that Sky's family just acquired. Same face, same eyes - but something in him has changed, and Sky can't stop noticing. What Sky doesn't know is the truth: Nani didn't leave because he stopped loving him. He left because he loved him too much to let him be dragged down with everything else that was falling apart. As old wounds resurface and new ones form, both of them are forced to confront what they lost, what they're still carrying, and whether there's a way back to each other - not as who they were, but as who they've become. A story about survival, silence, family, and learning that sometimes the hardest thing isn't fighting to live. It's allowing yourself to stay.

"Don't you want to know if it's poisoned or not, Wongravee?" "Why don't you try it first, Hirunkit?" Sky Wongravee is a former street fighter who clawed his way out of the dirt. He's quiet and guarded, protecting an empire built on grit. But behind his calm face, he's hiding a secret his enemies never saw coming. Across from him is Nani Hirunkit, the psychopathic heir to an empire he was born to rule. While Sky is the grit, Nani is the polish. They are the two forces leading Bangkok, locked in a rivalry where the only thing more dangerous than the war is the truth Sky is desperate to keep buried. ⚠️ WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, (smut) heavy trauma, strong language, violence, and toxic dynamics.

Nani Hirunkit Changkham has spent his entire life getting everything he wants-until he's forced into an arranged marriage with Sky Wongravee. A self-made millionaire who refuses to indulge his spoiled behavior. As the two navigate their unwanted marriage, Nani unexpectedly finds himself falling first. But with Sky seemingly unable to return his feelings, Nani learns that love is the one thing he can't simply have. Will their crazy-relationship turn into something more? Edited: Highest Ranks❗ #1 - skynani #1 - nanihirunkit #2 - skywongravee Thank you all so much 🩷 Please don't forget to follow me also !

Behind the blinding camera flashes and the cool, unbothered smiles lies a quiet sanctuary built for two. The world thinks they know the exact dynamic between GMMTV's most captivating duo-until a single, devastatingly polite late-night reply shatters the internet's delusions. Because when the digital noise tries to rewrite their story, the quietest person in the room is the one who proves that some bonds are far too fierce to ever be handled by the public. Story is completely based on imagination!

(Originally an au posted on X and Tiktok) A girl Pond met at a party and has set a date with gave him the wrong number, which happens to be Phuwin's. Unexpected meeting, some bonds forming, and new feelings developing. This is a continuation of a 3 part au. All parts will be posted here before the full version.