Dunk checks himself out of the hospital to surprise Joong with birthday presents. Joong is touched. Joong is also scolding. And Dunk is definitely not stalling by taking eighty-seven selfies to avoid the lecture. Nope. Not at all.

Joong Archen Aydin had everything. Fame, fortune, and the world at his feet. But when one reckless mistake ruins it all. He was exiled to a quiet mountain village, stripped of everything that once made him untouchable. And then there's Dunk Natachai. The silent boy who doesn't care who Joong is. The boy who looks at him without fear, without awe, like he sees straight through the chaos. Joong should hate it. Instead, he craves it. The more Dunk pulls away, the deeper Joong falls. What started as punishment soon becomes obsession... and Joong isn't sure he ever wants to escape. --- Ig: dunkdynastyyy Cr: The story and cover are fully owned and created by the author.

"I don't want to hurt you, Beloved... unless you ask me to." Inspector Joong Archen never believed in monsters until he started chasing one. Dunk, A charming sociopath with a taste for mind games and murder. Always leaves a scent of beauty behind his chaos. When their paths cross, Joong finds himself drawn into Dunk's world. The one built of lies, danger, and dangerously sweet whispers. Every encounter feels like a game he can't win. Every glance, a promise of something forbidden. The line between justice and desire blurs until Joong can't tell what he's chasing anymore... a murderer, or the only person who's ever made him feel alive. --- Disclaimer⚠️: This work explores mature content, including crime, explicit graphic violence, strong language, and romantic or sexual themes. It may not be suitable for all readers. Ig: dunkdynastyyy

In the country's most violent prison, nothing survives untouched. Not the guards. Not the rules. Not the doctor who was never supposed to be there. Dr. Dunk Natachai walks into Ratchanarok believing he's there to fix broken minds. He doesn't realize he's just stepped into the hands of the man who breaks them. Joong Archen - inmate 09, murderer, king of the underworld behind bars - runs the prison like a kingdom built from blood and silence. Every deal, every body, every scream in the dark belongs to him. And now, so does Dunk's attention. Between the sound of knives scraping metal and whispered confessions in the therapy room, something starts to twist - hunger, fear, desire. He's the doctor. Joong is the danger. But inside Ratchanarok, it's hard to tell which one's truly locked up.

Phuwin and Dunk have been inseparable since childhood - walking to class together, eating together, laughing together... basically living in each other's pockets. To everyone else, they look like a couple. Unfortunately, that includes Joong and Pond. Joong has been quietly (and painfully) crushing on Dunk for months. Pond is head over heels for Phuwin but refuses to admit it. So when Joong and Pond both misunderstand the situation and think Phuwin and Dunk are dating, they join forces in the most chaotic alliance ever: Operation: Break Them Up. What follows is pure university-level disaster: • Joong "accidentally" pulling Dunk away from Phuwin • Pond dragging Phuwin in the opposite direction • Suspicious group study sessions • Failed matchmaking attempts • Jealousy, panic, and way too many misunderstandings • Dunk and Phuwin being confused 24/7 • And two idiots (Joong and Pond) slowly losing their minds But when everything explodes in dramatic confessions and chaotic honesty, the truth finally comes out: Phuwin and Dunk? Best friends. Not lovers. Joong and Dunk? Definitely something. Pond and Phuwin? Maybe everything. A funny, messy, heart-fluttering university AU about love, friendships, and misunderstandings that go way too far. 💛 ✨Credits✨ This story was wished by DivineD18, and honestly... the idea was just too cute to ignore. Since it's Joylada-style chaos, I thought - you know what? Let me give this a shot. The plot, storyline, emotions, and full development are completely created by me. I really hope you're going to like this version, Divine18. Thank you for trusting me with your wish. ❤️✨

He forgot a lot. Just not the feeling of him. Sugar & Sweat - Book Two: Forget Me Not continues Joong and Dunk's story after everything changes in the worst possible way. Some people lose memories. Some lose timing. Some lose the person standing right in front of them and don't even realize it. Joong can't remember what mattered. Dunk remembers too much. And somewhere between silence, distance, and the unbearable closeness of someone who feels familiar but looks at you like a stranger, they are forced into something harder than falling in love: waiting. wondering. hurting. hoping. Because the mind can fail. But the body remembers. A scent. A touch. A flower. A feeling that refuses to die just because a memory disappeared. Forget Me Not is about love after rupture. About the cruelty of being remembered by heart but not by name. And about what happens when one person forgets the story- but the other still has to live inside it.

Sugar & Sweat Book One - The Beginning of Us (Boxer x Pâtissier) Joong Archen is built from violence and survival. The crowd calls him The Black Reaper-a fighter who wins with blood on his knuckles and silence in his eyes. He doesn't drink. He doesn't party. He doesn't let anyone close. Dunk Natachai is the opposite: warm hands, soft heart, a pastry shop that tastes like heaven and feels like safety. He believes in big love the way some people believe in religion-quietly, stubbornly, painfully. When a stupid bet pushes Joong into Dunk's orbit, it should be simple. Thirty days. A game. A distraction. But the moment Joong steps into Dunk's shop, something cracks. Dunk smells like vanilla and home. Like a memory Joong buried when he was eight. And Dunk-without knowing why-starts to feel it too. A childhood promise. A blue flower ring. A boy in a treehouse who once whispered: You're my yellow. Now they're adults, and the world is sharper. Joong's grief is a loaded weapon. Dunk's softness is a target. And the closer they get, the more dangerous it becomes-because Joong's darkness is real... ...and Dunk might be the only thing that can pull him back. If the truth doesn't destroy them first.

Dunk is the definition of gentle - soft-spoken, polite, hardworking, and painfully innocent. A scholarship med student juggling two jobs, he still brings soup to his mum after every shift. She's all he has. His whole world. When she suddenly collapses and needs emergency surgery, Dunk's life shatters. The cost is impossible. The hospital refuses to move without payment. No savings. No family. No time. And that's when Joong walks in. Joong - the city's most feared mafia heir. Cold. Ruthless. Emotionless. Except the moment he sees Dunk... something snaps. An obsession. Fierce. Immediate. Consuming. Dunk knows none of this. He only hears Joong's offer: "I'll pay everything - the surgery, treatment, private hospital. No limits. No debt. In return... you belong to me." Joong doesn't want money, favors, or work. He wants Dunk - the sweet, innocent boy who has no idea how dangerous he is. Dunk is terrified. But he's also a son watching his mother slip away. He signs. And Joong's obsession begins. • Moves Dunk into his penthouse • Controls where he goes, who he talks to, how late he's out • Drives him to university every morning • Assigns a "driver" who is actually a bodyguard • Threatens anyone who raises their voice at Dunk • Attends every hospital appointment • Watches him study like prayer Dunk is too soft, too pure, too good for Joong's world - and that only makes Joong more possessive. Anyone who looks too long disappears. Anyone who flirts regrets it. Anyone who challenges Joong's claim pays for it. Dunk was supposed to hate him. But Joong is gentle with him in ways no one expects - quiet, protective, almost fragile when Dunk is near. Because Dunk isn't just Joong's obsession. He's the last piece of innocence Joong has left. And Joong will burn the entire city before he lets him go. This isn't a love story. It's the story of a sweet boy who needed help... and the mafia man who chose to own him, protect him, and love him - to the edge of

Crimson Desire In a world where assassins are trained like soldiers, three deadly men are sent to bring down Joong-a cold, calculating underground king. Dunk leads the mission, hiding a past no one knows and a daughter no one questions. By his side are Phuwin, a hacker with a sharp tongue, and Gemini, a gunman with a quiet conscience. But Joong isn't alone. His empire is guarded by his brothers-Pond, all steel and strategy, and Fourth, a spoiled college brat with fire in his veins. Love tangles with duty. Lies thread through loyalty. And among them all, only one wears a green flag. The rest? Red. Black. Dangerous. Love Is Lethel. Desire Is Deadly. Welcome To Crimson Desire

The Archen estate is not a home. It's a gilded cage. Behind the polished walls and silk curtains, cruelty drips like poison into everything it touches. When the Archen family bought Dunk Natachai from his own blood, it wasn't a wedding - it was a transaction. A boy sold off to silence his father's debts, to seal a name that was never meant to be his. It should have been his sister. She's hated him ever since. But Joong saw Dunk once - one single look - and wanted him. So the house swallowed him whole. Dunk grew up in bruises and broken promises, in a family where love never came without pain. But nothing - nothing - could have prepared him for the Archen mansion. A house full of strangers with matching blood and blackened hearts. Grandfather to aunt, uncle to mother, father to siblings - they don't see him as a husband. They see him as property. An outsider. A servant with a ring on his finger. And every day, Joong - the golden son, the one who claimed him - holds Dunk with gentle hands and soft eyes. He speaks like love is enough. He doesn't hear the whispers behind the walls. He doesn't see what they do when he's gone. Dunk never tells him. So Dunk screams instead. He shatters plates and windows, throws furniture against walls that already suffocate him. He lashes out, he burns down every tender word Joong gives him. He's loud because it's the only way to still feel real. He's breaking because no one else will hear the sound of it. Joong loves him like he's something precious. Dunk hates him like he's the cage itself. This isn't a love story. It's a war inside a house that smiles for the world and bleeds behind closed doors.