Lingling Kwong is a cold, composed CEO, intimidating and always in control. To her, success is everything. Love is a distraction. Emotions are a weakness she can't afford. Then Orm enters her life. "..... I think you two have chemistry." Lingling's gaze flicked up, flat and unreadable. "You are impossible," she said, returning her attention to the documents. "I'm not interested in anything like that." She added. "Not interested in men, you mean." "Get back to work, P'Taew." "You into men?" P'Taew pressed, now seated across from her boss, not listening to her. Lingling give her secretary a look. "No," she said at last. At just 23, Orm is both strong and quietly fragile. A chance encounter shifts everything. Her warmth lingers, unsettling Lingling in ways she can't explain. In the spaces between glances and silences, between duty and desire, something real begins to bloom. Orm tilted her head slightly. "Are you...?" Don't tell me she's the CEO-Please... "Lingling Kwong," the woman replied without hesitation. Fuck.

Arrogant, demanding, and impossible to please, CEO Orm Kornnaphat has made a habit of scaring off every assistant assigned to her. That is, until Lingling Kwong walks through the door, calm, competent, and seemingly immune to Orm's sharp tongue and High Standards. As the days pass and Lingling refuses to flinch, Orm begins to wonder: is this new assistant just another fool with something to prove... or the first person who might actually see through her carefully crafted walls? Slow Burn Lingorm 🥇 Linglingkwong 🥇

🎬 Assassin (Ling) x Model (Orm) Lingling Sirilak Kwong, the angel of death. Heiress of an infamous assassin bloodline. One command from her, and a thousand lives vanish from the earth. She sides with no one. Known for her neutrality, she does anything strictly for money. With limitless wealth, she gets whatever she wants. Watching rival factions outbid each other to kill their own, that's her favorite pastime. None of her targets ever survived, except for one woman: Orm Kornnaphat Sethratanapong. She was the first to make it out alive. None of Lingling's agents could kill her. So Lingling had to do it herself. Orm was the only daughter of a powerful mafia family. A model, famous for her beautiful face.

Lingling and Orm are two rich kids that hate each other but find themselves falling under the veil of lust and passion. ❗❗🔞 The original story by Snoopy. This is a converted story. I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY OR ANY PIC. Credit to the original author.

It's all about smut smut smut content on my own very short story, (Reminder a short story) All about Lingorm only (All of my one shot collection for Lingorm) My titles inspires me from Cupcakke, Ugh....

Lingling Sirilak Kwong was raised with silence in her veins. She doesn't shout. She doesn't ask. Her hands do the speaking-steady, exact, dangerous in a way that doesn't need to warn you twice. She leads with the kind of power that doesn't seek permission. Her world is sharp-edged and quiet, and she's made peace with being alone in it. Orm Kornnaphat Sethratanapong lives differently-under fluorescent lights, in rooms that smell like antiseptic and the weight of responsibility. Everything about her is clean, practiced, still. Her voice is soft, but her spine never bends. People depend on her. She lets them. Because she doesn't know what it's like to be chosen instead of needed. They met under bad lighting and worse timing. A parking lot. A crude comment. Four men. And one voice that cut the night open: "She told you to move." It should've ended there. A nod. A thank you. A walk away. But Orm didn't walk. And Lingling didn't let her. Now there's a thread pulled too tight between them. Sheets. Bruises. Breathless silence. A thousand things said with hands instead of mouths. Lingling touches Orm like she's already hers. Orm lets her in like she doesn't know how to say no. It's not love. Not yet. But something hangs in the space they keep trying not to name. It lingers on the tip of the tongue, right where pretending and staying start to blur. --- --- G!P Lingling

Lisa Manoban is a cold businessman with a powerful and frightening aura that never terrified his closest friend, Kim Jennie. Despite the fact that they lived in two separate states, they always made time for themselves. Kim Jennie, the immaculate daughter of a billionaire, never expected to marry her closest friend, Lisa Manoban, the number one billionaire. When Jennie discovers her fiance's lies, she pushes Lisa to marry her on the condition that she needs to fulfill. Will her marriage to her best friend be happiness or hell? Let's find out and stay tuned Please vote my story, leave a comment and follow me guys thank you!!! Author:> PS: Lisa will be portrait as a boy here if your not comfortable to read just skip the story thank you!!!

Genre: Dark Romance | Obsession | Drama | G!P | Orm Kornnaphat is Thailand's most highest paid and beloved actress-graceful, untouchable, and utterly devoted to perfection. But everything spirals the moment she meets her new "driver," Ling Ling Kwong-a mysterious, silent woman with a smirk that haunts and a past drenched in scandal. Ling once ruled the streets of Hong Kong as a heartbreaker car racer, known for crashing both tracks and hearts. Now, she's hiding in plain sight-until Orm's innocence pulls her into a dangerous obsession. Their affair was supposed to be a secret. A sin. But it's the kind of sin Orm can't resist-the one that ruins, brands, and devours. As the media catches wind of their closeness and Orm's powerful father starts digging into Ling's past, questions rise: Is Ling just playing her? Another name in her collection of lovers? Or is this something darker, deeper? But when a virgin gives herself to a sinner, the ruin is never one-sided. Some sins aren't mistakes. Some sins become addictions. And Ling... is her favorite one.