"They were enemies long before the altar. But vows have no exit, and hatred has its own way of burning into love." ---------- Sonya Saranphat was never supposed to be anyone's bride-least of all to Lookmhee Punyapat, the bold, domineering heiress she's sulked against since childhood. Forced into a marriage for power and family reputation, Sonya enters with pouts and tantrums, while Lookmhee plays her role with confidence, charm, and an infuriatingly smug smile. What begins as a love-hate standoff soon twists into something dangerous. Every sulk Sonya throws only fuels Lookmhee's obsession. Every taunt Lookmhee whispers makes Sonya's heart betray her. They trade fights, stolen glances, bruising kisses, and aching denials-until betrayal shatters them and desire drags them back together. From reluctant vows to runaway heartbreak, from enemies to lovers-they will learn that some marriages aren't built on choice... but on the fire they can no longer extinguish. Expect: - Arranged marriage ✔️ - Bold, teasing, dominant wife x sulky, childish, bratty wife ✔️ - Slow-burn tension that bleeds angst and desire ✔️ - Enemies to lovers with dangerous kisses ✔️ - Tender domestic ending + bonus sulky epilogue ✔️

"Some love burns hotter than it heals." ------ Lookmhee Punyapat lives a life of wealth and expectation, yet behind the polished surface lies a cage: a marriage she never chose, a partner who is loyal yet demanding, and a heart craving freedom. Cigarettes are her only solace, each puff a quiet rebellion against the life she's been forced to live. Then she meets Sonya Saranphat-flirty, fearless, and intoxicatingly alive. One reckless night in Sonya's chaotic bar sets their worlds ablaze, igniting a dangerous, irresistible obsession. What begins as an illicit encounter quickly spirals into a passionate affair neither can resist. Stolen nights, heated glances, and whispered secrets pull them deeper into temptation, each touch more electrifying than the last. Lookmhee knows the rules-she is married, forbidden-but her desire for Sonya is impossible to ignore. Sonya, in turn, falls harder than she should, chasing a love that might never be hers. In a world where passion and danger collide, surrendering to forbidden love may be the only way to feel alive... but some flames burn too brightly to survive. How far will they go before love leaves nothing but ashes?

Main characters: Engfa Waraha, 35 years old Charlotte Austin, 32 years old Lookmhee Punyapat Wangpongsathaporn, 26 years old Sonya Saranphat Pedersen, 26 years old Side Characters: Apo Nattawin, 36 years old Joong Archen, 27 years old Wasathawin Group and Aursen Corporation-both powerhouses founded in Bangkok-stand as pillars of Thailand's economic growth. Though the two giants operate in completely different industries, fate still manages to pull their leaders, Engfa and Charlotte, toward each other. Their souls are bound, their engagement sealed with a diamond ring, yet their marriage remains just out of reach. Mr. Austin has given his blessing on one impossible condition: the two largest companies in the country must merge. But how do you fuse an electronics empire with a construction titan? Can they truly co-exist? As Engfa and Charlotte struggle to make the merger a reality, Charlotte also struggles with her half-sister, Sonya, who continues to avoid her duties as the next rightful heir. Engfa, meanwhile, leans on her cousins, Apo and Lookmhee. Brilliant as she is, Lookmhee is a tornado wrapped in genius, wreaking chaos almost as fast as she solves problems. Lookmhee has a talent for trouble that constantly tests the limits of the Wasathawin leadership. Both fiancées, equally desperate for a solution, devise a plan: Charlotte seeks a way to keep Sonya in Bangkok, and Engfa tries to push Lookmhee toward the seriousness her title demands. Yet the very plan meant to fix their families creates a new problem neither of them anticipated. Everything becomes more complicated when Sonya and Lookmhee meet.

By day, Sonya is nothing more than the quiet secretary to CEO Lookmhee-an efficient shadow behind the desk, obedient and forgettable. But when night falls, she becomes Saran, the club's most elusive and untouchable dancer. Masked and mysterious, she rules the stage yet never allows anyone close, her double life hidden behind layers of silk and secrecy. Until Lookmhee steps into her world. Known publicly as a ruthless business magnate, Lookmhee's power runs deeper than money. Whispers say she is more than she seems-someone no one dares to deny. When she demands a private session with Saran, even the club's manager bows in silence. Saran's rule of distance shatters in an instant. Each night, Lookmhee strips away Saran's defenses with a dangerous intimacy that leaves her trembling. Desire coils tighter with every encounter, secrets bleed into one another, and the mask becomes harder to keep on. This is a sapphic dark romance of masks, hidden power, and the forbidden intimacy that consumes everything it touches.

Detective Sonya Saranphat has dedicated her life to solving murders that terrify the city. Each case pushes her closer to a shadowy killer whose signature is as chilling as it is precise. But when the evidence begins to point closer to home, the line between trust and suspicion begins to blur. Lookmhee Punyapat is captivating, loyal, and unexpectedly close to Sonya-her friend, her confidante, and perhaps something more. Behind her warm smile, however, lies a mind shaped by darkness and obsession, a presence that draws Sonya deeper into a dangerous web she can't yet see. As murders escalate and secrets intertwine, Sonya must navigate a world where love can blind, loyalty can deceive, and every choice could be fatal. In a city where nothing is what it seems, how do you hunt someone you can't stop loving?

Years ago, Lookmhee confessed to her best friend beneath the sound of summer rain and lost her. Now, years later, Sonya returns. Not as the bright, untouchable girl she once was, but as a woman trying to remember how to breathe again. Lookmhee is still there, running her flower shop, still smiling like she's never been hurt, still loving softly, without asking for anything in return. Between withered stems and new petals, between silence and laughter, something begins to grow again. Not the wild, reckless kind of love that ruins, but the kind that stays, the kind that forgives, and heals, and waits. Because sometimes, love doesn't have to bloom all at once. Sometimes, it just needs time.

They had once shared a love that felt effortless, a warmth that made the world fade away. Ten years of marriage should have been a sanctuary, but life and ambition quietly crept in between them. Lookmhee was chasing her name, her dreams, while Sonya carried the weight of unspoken hurt, holding her heart together in silence. When love begins to fade, it is not always loud. It hides in missed glances, in words left unsaid, in the spaces where comfort once lived. Yet even in the quiet, a spark can remain, stubborn and alive, waiting for the moment to ignite again. Treacherous is a story of love tested by ambition, by distance, and by the invisible betrayals that can unravel even the strongest bond. It is about discovering the courage to face the pain, to forgive, and to remember why two hearts once chose each other.

Sonya Velez, glittering heiress of a powerful empire, lives surrounded by luxury and targets on her back. When a silent, disciplined bodyguard named Lookmhee Laurent is assigned to protect her, Sonya treats it like a game, teasing the woman who never seems to break. But Lookmhee didn't come to guard her. She came to kill her. Driven by a past soaked in loss, Lookmhee plans to use Sonya's trust as the final step toward revenge. Yet every attempt on Sonya's life from outside forces twists the knife deeper. Lookmhee protects her again and again, unable to let anyone else take what she believes should be her vengeance. Sonya falls first, unaware of the truth. Lookmhee falls slower, fighting every moment of it. In a world of glass towers, hidden agendas, and hearts learning the shape of danger, two women are pulled into a love that should destroy them, yet keeps saving them instead.

Soraya Vergara (SY) is composed, well-dressed, and absolutely not in the mood to explain to her powerful family why her ex-boyfriend is getting married before she's even been kissed this year. The pressure is unbearable - the scrutiny, worse. So to protect her family's image and bruise her ex's ego in one move, she lies. One fake relationship. Just long enough to survive a string of company galas and Vergara-family functions. Enter Elira Soriano (LM) - velvet-suited, sharp-tongued, and devastatingly unbothered. An actress with a reputation in queer circles and a smile that ruins women. She agrees to play the part. No feelings. No strings. But what starts as an act turns into something harder to control - lingering stares, shared beds, and kisses that feel too dangerous to fake. Elira doesn't play soft. And Soraya? She's never been this close to falling. Because Elira tastes like danger. And Soraya is starting to forget why they were pretending in the first place.

When Sonya Duskbourne is bound by duty to marry into the mysterious Ashthorne family, she enters a world of shadowed halls, locked doors, and a wife she cannot read. Her bride, Lookmhee Ashthorne, rules the decaying mansion with a quiet, unsettling intensity. The townsfolk whisper about curses, vanished brides, and secrets that cling to the Ashthorne name like ivy on stone. What begins as a union of families soon becomes a battle of wills-one marked by obsession, desire, and a dangerous intimacy that Sonya never expected. In the heart of Ashthorne Hall, where every vow feels like a chain, Sonya must face the truth: some cages are built not of iron, but of love. A gothic sapphic of forbidden marriage, haunting passion, and the perilous line between devotion and possession.