Ten years after earning her law degree in London, Ling never returned to Bangkok as planned. Instead, she stayed in the UK, climbing the ranks of one of the most prestigious law firms in the city, Blackwood & Harrington LLP. Ruthless, brilliant, and feared in courtrooms, she became one of the firm's most formidable associates. Now, with nothing left to prove and a career that exceeds even her own expectations, Ling finally feels complete. For the first time in a decade, she is ready to go home, to her family, to her past, and to the life she left behind. Back in Bangkok, Orm followed a very different path. She built Always Silent, a fashion brand born from an unspoken memory, something she never dared to confess to anyone. What started as quiet pain transformed into bold creation. The brand's meteoric success propelled Orm to the top of the fashion industry, turning her into one of Asia's most influential designers, collaborating with global luxury houses. Two women. Two empires. One city. One case that will change everything. And a past that was never truly left behind.

Two rival agents. One buried conspiracy. Zero room for mistakes. When Astra agent Orm stumbles onto financial patterns tied to a vanished black-ops division, she unknowingly signs her own death warrant. Lingling "Ghost Zero" Kwong - the deadliest operative ever erased from Astra's records.

LingLing Sirilak Kwong has built her empire on logic, control, and the systematic elimination of unpredictable variables. Emotions are weaknesses to be exploited in others, never experienced herself. Physical contact is violation. Spontaneity is chaos. For decades, this formula has never failed her. Then comes the contract, the one that ties her hands. She can lead and dominate boards meeting but what she cannot calculate is Orm Sethratanapong Kornnaphat, a woman who operates on pure instinct, who makes decisions with her heart instead of spreadsheets, who treats their wedding like a gift instead of a prison sentence. Logic versus heart. Ice versus fire. A woman who has never felt versus a woman who feels everything. In this game of opposites, someone's walls will crumble. The question is: will Ling's brilliant mind find the loophole that sets her free, or will Orm's fearless heart breach defenses that have never been broken? Some equations have no solution. Some hearts have no armor. The wedding was just the beginning.

18+ ONLY. This story contains mature themes and explicit smut. Read at your own risk. Contentedly single and successful at 30, Lingling has built her perfect life after overcoming hardship. Marriage? No thanks. Dating? A nuisance her meddling best friends keep forcing on her (as she's the only single person left in her group of friends). She just wants to support them, especially Lookmhee on her wedding day. But fate-and maybe Lookmhee-has other plans, leading to a clumsy bouquet standoff with a captivating ash-blonde woman. Lingling thinks she's escaped the matchmaking trap, only to agree to babysit Lookmhee's cousin... who turns out to be the very same woman she accidentally fought over flowers with. Maybe fate, and her best friends, know best after all? A/N: So, I began writing this story while in Thailand last week. It's my first trip out of the country (where I'm residing) and I was writing this because I was a bit disappointed when I couldn't see any LingOrm billboard ads during my first day (only saw one, the Ichitan one in Chiangmai and it was my last day) 🤧 So yeah, to make myself better, I wrote this out of nowhere but it's still unfinished...though I plan to continue writing this but no idea how this story will turn out. The story is typical but yeah I was needing distraction at that moment so I didn't really care. Anyway, I should prolly stop being a silent fan and meet other JKRs so I knew where to spot LingOrm ads the next time I'll travel back to Thailand HAHA.

Between acting together, photo shoots, events and supporting brands, Lingling Kwong and Orm Kornnaphat find themselves in a friends-with-benefits relationship. They decide to make the most of their tour around Asia, indulging in extracurricular activities. However, along the way, they end up breaking all the rules-including the one that forbids them from falling in love. Notes: -This story is loosely inspired by Lingorm, but the events are not based on reality. -Some characters may behave unethically or be frustrating at times. Keep in mind that this is just a fanfic. -This story contains multiple sex scenes. If you're not comfortable with that, feel free to check out my other stories. -English is not my first language, so please forgive any mistakes. -The updates will happen weekly

Lingling Kwong is an infamous heart surgeon - dominant, flirtatious, and used to getting exactly what she wants. But the new dermatologist at the hospital, Orm Sethratanapong, doesn't fall for her charm, apparently. Disclaimer: This is nothing serious-just a story I started plotting during one of my many visits to the ER. I write it during my train rides to work, mostly to pass time and pretend I'm being productive (when I am not asleep, of course). Please adjust expectations accordingly 🫡🚆💉

"She was supposed to teach me Chinese. I ended up begging for her in every language." Ten years after vanishing into the glittering world of London high society, Orm Korn Sethratanapong returns to Bangkok with a designer suitcase and a smirk that hides a thousand secrets. Rich, reckless, and used to getting what she wants, Orm is tasked with managing her family's Chinese-investor-backed company. There's just one problem-she doesn't speak a word of Mandarin or Cantonese. Enter Lingling Sirilak Kwong: gorgeous, intelligent, emotionally unavailable. A private Chinese tutor with strict rules, including one she never breaks-don't fall in love. Especially not with clients. Especially not with smug, boyish flirts with blonde hair and honey eyes who can't stop crossing the line. Their lessons quickly spiral into arguments, heated glances, and late nights that end with torn clothes and breathless silence. They promise it's just sex. Just tension. Just nothing. Until Ling disappears. And Orm is willing to tear apart the world to find the woman who swore she'd never love her.

Genre: WLW | Drama | Angst | Romance | Ling Ling Kwong, the cold, poised CEO/Chairwoman of Kwong Industrial, built her empire with an iron will and a locked heart. She's feared in boardrooms and misunderstood at home. Orm Kornnaphat Sethratanapong, her wife of 15 years and a former top model, once believed love could survive anything-including Ling's ambition, distance, and silence. Now, they live under the same roof, not as lovers but as two strangers orbiting a shared past-and a 14-year-old daughter, Lemon, who sees everything they're too afraid to say. They're not divorced. Not yet. But the papers are drawn. The beds are cold. And Lemon has learned to call one Mom and the other Mommy, choosing her words carefully like everything else in this fractured family. But when one moment cracks the fragile truce between them-a school event, a memory, a kiss-it threatens to reignite everything they buried: the passion, the hurt, the promises, the silence. This is not a story about falling in love. It's about what happens when love doesn't leave, even when you do.

DISCLAIMER This story is purely fictional. It has no connection to real-life events, individuals, or entities, whether living or deceased. Any similarities are purely coincidental and unintentional. Ling Ling Kwong & Orm Kornnaphat, of course, are lovely girls and not as the characters mentioned in this fanfiction. Remember, this is a fanfiction! Enjoy! **All photos are credited to their respective owners. Prologue The Apartment Disaster. Ling had one dream: a peaceful, Orm-free life in her new apartment. No stolen food. No pranks. No waking up to the sound of Orm singing off-key in the shower. She sighed contentedly as she unlocked the door. Finally, freedom. Then-clang! Ling froze. From the kitchen, a very familiar, unwanted voice groaned, "Damn it, I dropped my spoon." Her eye twitched. No. It couldn't be. She stormed inside and found Orm standing in the kitchen, wearing her apron, stirring a pot like she owned the place. Orm blinked. "Oh. Hey." She tilted her head. "Wait... why are you in my apartment?" Ling clenched her fists. "Your apartment? I live here!" Orm pulled out a key and smirked. "Funny. So do I." Silence. Then- "WHAT?!" And just like that, Ling's dream of a peaceful life was crushed before it even began.

Lingling, a hardworking airport lounge cleaner, is too busy juggling two jobs to care about luxuries-or love. Orm, a wealthy business heir and notorious heartbreaker, has never had to work for anything, least of all affection. Their worlds collide when Orm forgets her phone in the lounge, and Lingling picks it up only to receive a call from the owner herself. Instead of retrieving it immediately, Orm playfully insists Lingling hold onto it until she returns. Annoyed but intrigued, Lingling agrees, unaware that this small favor is about to throw her life into chaos and maybe, just maybe, change everything.