In a seedy hotel room, Thame and Po share a night of raw passion, a brief escape in their complicated lives. Their intense connection masks unspoken truths and unanswered questions. ____________________________________ I just wrapped up this story on AO3... so i'll be posting here everyday. This story has very mature, toxic themes. Viewer's discretion is advised.♥️

"Did you pick that drink because it matches your shirt, or are you just naturally on-brand?" The man looked at him, his smile was soft, restrained, he was definitely tried not to show it. He was sipping peach sangria, William had tasted it once, sweet, heady, almost indecent on the tongue. "I like peaches," he said. "Lucky me," William grinned. "That's my favorite one too." WEEKLY DOUBLE UPDATE (✿❛◡❛)

"He's the one line I was never meant to cross... but couldn't stop falling for."

Two Demon Kings. One Throne. One destiny that refuses to die. 🥀 In the depths of the Demon Realm, a fallen king awakens.....a legend carved from cruelty and fire. Across the throne sits a new ruler, a young demon king whose beauty hides a power the realm has never seen. Their clash is inevitable. Their desire is forbidden. And their fates....... When ancient hunger meets a king who refuses to bow, the realm trembles beneath their wings. Love, war, betrayal, and a secret older than the heavens will drag them together and destroy everything they thought they knew. Another #williamest Book 💙

| William gives Est an opportunity; to rebrand, rebuild, and discover the kind of love he didn't know he deserves. But Est never thought that William's love costs sacrifices. |

Est whispered, "What happens when I fall in love with a man who was meant to kill me?" William was hired to kill Est, but he is torn apart by Est. Est was supposed to die, instead he is flirting, chasing and falling for William. No more spoilers. The first chapter should give you everything about the two! #Highest Ranking 🏅 #1 dork #4 flirt ⚠️ Disclaimers: Contains: A romantic WilliamEst story. Get ready to smile, ache, cry and laugh. Credits for pictures in the book cover and all the chapters go to original owners, I simply found them in internet. I do not own them. If you'd like credits or want them to be removed, please let me know. Only the story is mine, it is a fiction and does not represent the actors' real life. Do not copy or translate. -- Thanks --

William Jakrapatr is a sharp, no-nonsense CEO known for his strict professionalism. Est Supa, his new personal assistant, is clumsy but hardworking, always trying his best despite constant mishaps. Their opposite personalities spark hilarious misunderstandings, awkward moments, and undeniable chemistry. As they navigate office chaos and unexpected feelings, will their quirky connection turn into something more than just work?

[End Of Main Story] Caught in a relentless downpour after a miserable meeting, mafia boss William seethes when his car breaks down in the middle of the road. He loathes the rain-its smell, its mess, its intrusion-and sinks deeper into his frustration as the storm batters against the windows. Then, through the blur of rain, he spots a man: barefoot, drenched, and spinning in the street like the storm itself is his playground. Clad only in soaked white pyjamas, the stranger laughs silently into the night, utterly unbothered by the chaos around him. William, cold and controlled, finds himself transfixed-his irritation giving way to something far more dangerous: curiosity.

At first, William wanted a body like Est's. Turns out he wanted Est. Between family barbecues, napkin diagrams about flip turns, and a festival hand-hold, William falls hard-then is told to leave and build a life first. Two years, one promise, and the echo of a kiss on poolside tile. When the clock runs out, will Est still be waiting?

"Some hearts break silently... some minds never forget." In Bangkok, Dr. William is assigned to Est, a patient lost in the shadows of a year-old accident. Bound, screaming, and shunned by all, he seems untouchable. But William sees the pain no one else dares to face-and a fragile connection begins to form between healer and broken soul.