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

G!P (Ling) In the golden fields of rural Thailand, where sweat meets soil and the sun never sleeps, Lingling Kwong is queen. Strong, sharp-witted, and stunning, she's a farmer not by choice but by legacy-having taken over her grandfather's land under the wing of the powerful Sethratanapong empire. Despite never setting foot in college, Ling has turned her piece of earth into a thriving agricultural asset that even Mr. Naphom Sethratanapong himself praises. But when Mr. Naphom's spoiled, fiery daughter, Orm Sethratanapong, threatens to throw her inheritance away with her bratty indifference to hard work, the old tycoon sets his final card on the table: send her to the farm, strip her of luxury, and place her under Ling's iron rule. No special treatment. No easy exits. If she wants the empire, she'll have to earn it-starting with dirt under her nails. What begins as a war of words, clashing wills, and undeniable tension will slowly evolve into something neither of them saw coming-something rooted, growing, inevitable. Amidst hay bales and monsoon rains, two very different women will discover that love, like the land, takes time to cultivate... and once it blooms, it's impossible to contain.

Orm Kornnaphat, a dedicated young doctor, is drowning in debt, her struggling clinic on the verge of collapse. When the infamous mafia leader Lingling Kwong-who falls in love with Orm at first glance-offers to pay it all off, the deal seems like salvation. But Orm soon realizes she's not just repaying a debt-she belongs to Lingling now. As danger lurks in the shadows of the underworld, an undeniable spark ignites between them, blurring the lines between fear, loyalty, and an irresistible, forbidden love.

Orm Kornnaphat seems to have it all, beauty, popularity, and a perfect boyfriend. But she's not just admired, she's feared. With no effort to hide her ruthless, domineering nature, Orm is notorious for her ruthless ways of using manipulation and scheming to get exactly what she wants. No one dares cross her, and for good reason. Lingling Kwong is kind, charming, and effortlessly wins people over with her warmth and striking beauty. She rises quickly to become the second most popular girl in school, but unlike everyone else, she's not intimidated by Orm. Instead, she's curious-why does Orm hate her so much? Despite Orm's relentless attempts to tear her down, Lingling stands firm, her patience unwavering. But Orm's hatred runs deeper than she realizes, and she doesn't quite understand why it's so consuming. What happens when the wall between them finally cracks, and Orm's cold façade starts to slip? Will Lingling's unyielding patience finally expose what lies beneath Orm's cold exterior? Or will their rivalry turn into something neither of them ever expected? This is a "Lingorm" converted story. All credits goes to the original author-KhaleesiH on wattpad. Story is not affiliated with any of the any artist mentioned.

Ling, a focused law student with clear goals, never expected her college roommate to be Orm, a bold, artistic free spirit who thrives on chaos and creativity. What begins as a clash of personalities slowly unfolds into a simmering tension as their constant bickering turns into playful banter and unexpected tenderness. Ling struggles to deny the growing feelings Orm stirs within her-feelings that leave her questioning everything she thought she wanted. As the lines between love and rivalry blur, Ling must confront her own heart and the possibility that, in the most unexpected person, she's found someone who sees her truly.

They're married. They're in love. They're also lying to each other. Lingling Kwong is a construction mogul with a sharp tongue, killer instincts, and a secret basement full of weapons. Orm Kornnaphat-Kwong is a charismatic face of a luxury travel agency-who just so happens to run covert assassinations between resort bookings. Neither knows the other is also an assassin. And that's exactly how it's supposed to stay.

Once, ORM and LINGLING were inseparable lovers who dreamed of forever. But forever twisted into a cage. What ORM once called love now feels like suffocation, as LINGLING's devotion hardens into obsession, chaining her every move. ORM's heart, once tender, now burns with hatred, vowing never to love LINGLING again. Yet behind the mask of a villain, LINGLING hides the truth: every chain, every forbidden step, every shadow she casts is not born of madness but sacrifice. She bleeds silently to protect ORM from dangers she will never see, willing to be hated if it means ORM stays alive. A love that feels like prison. A devotion mistaken for obsession. A bond too broken to heal or too unbreakable to escape.

Lingling thought she already had everything she needed. Her life may not be perfect-juggling late-night study sessions as a criminology student while raising her little girl alone-but her daughter is her anchor, her reason to push through. She never asked for more, only to keep their small world safe. But what happens when the woman she once buried deep in her memory... the very mother of her child... the love she thought was gone forever... suddenly comes back? And worse-Orm isn't just back. She wants her place again.

A LingOrm AU wherein Orm, an employee of a conglomerate, develops an extreme admiration to her direct supervisor, Ying. As Ying is revealed to be the cousin of the owner/chairman of the conglomerate, she will be transferred to an executive position. Hence, thinking that she may not be able to communicate with Ying once the transfer is completed, Orm gained courage to confess her feelings without any expectations. But when destiny works its magic, Orm wrongfully confessed her feelings to Lingling, the Chairman and CEO of the conglomerate she's working for. Note: This story is inspired from one of my favorite manhwa with the same name/title. This is also my first time writing so forgive me for any grammar issues or inconsistencies to the story. I am a fan of LingOrm and so I decided to adapt this manhwa to a LingOrm AU with a different setting that's just completely based on my own imagination. (Also, posting this for my own entertainment HAHA) I honestly don't like angst, so this story will probably be full of fluff and fluff only HAHA.

To redeem her shattered career, Orm must infiltrate the world of the enigmatic Lingling Kwong, a legendary producer, and steal her latest masterpiece. Seduction becomes a dangerous dance, a game of power and desire, where betrayal lurks beneath every stolen glance. When the stakes escalate, Orm must confront her own demons and decide if redemption is worth sacrificing the love that has ignited within the shadows. A/N: This short story is inspired with the song (and its music video) with the same title 'Bad Girls Like You' by Tobii. I was so addicted to the song that I've been listening to it on repeat. Then I came across this picture of LingOrm (the one in the cover) and had this idea of creating a new LingOrm AU story. But since I don't have the luxury of time to spark creativity and improve my writing, I had asked for Gemini's assistance (AI) in writing this story. I just made tweaks and taylor fit it to my liking. 2,3 .. Thanks, Gemini! Let's work together more often hehe. 🫣