She was assigned to protect her. She wasn't supposed to want her. Lookmhee Punyapat has spent her life mastering control - control of her body, her mind, her emotions. As Arun Saranphat's most trusted operative, she handles threats before they become headlines. She follows orders. She does not cross lines. Sonya Saranphat is the one line she was never meant to cross. Brilliant. Untouchable. Arun's only daughter. What begins as close protection becomes something far more dangerous - a slow burn of stolen glances, strategic provocations, and a tension neither of them is willing to name. Because in a world built on power, loyalty is everything. And desire is a liability. But when the real threat closes in, Lookmhee will have to decide: Protect the empire. Or risk everything for the one person who has already breached her defenses. Some access is granted. Some is taken. And some destroys you from the inside out.

One drunken night in Las Vegas changes everything. Sonya Pedersen wakes up with a splitting headache... and a wedding ring on her finger. Her boss, the cold and intimidating CEO Lookmhee Wangpongsathaporn, is now legally her wife. To protect the company's reputation, they must pretend the marriage is real-meetings, photos, and awkward public appearances included. But fake smiles turn into stolen glances, and pretending... might just lead to real love. 💍

LMSY Sonya's father is put on life support, and becoming Lokmhee's girlfriend is her last chance at paying his bills. It was supposed to be about money. Insensitive, immoral, impersonal. She was never supposed to fall in love with her

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.

Lookmhee Wang bears the burden of an unrequited past love, haunted by the memory of the girl who unwittingly stole her heart thirteen years ago Sonya Saran. Thrown together in an unexpected arranged marriage, their paths converge once more. Torn between the weight of their unresolved feelings and the obligations of their families, they must navigate the complexities of fate and destiny. But as past memories are stirred, a single question lingers-can their hearts find a resolution in the uncharted territory of this newfound intimacy?

"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 ✔️

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. Disclaimer: Set in ancient times, this story delves into gothic atmospheres, deep angst, and emotional trauma.

When Sonya, the poised heiress of a powerful Bangkok empire, reunites with her former high school protector-now her personal bodyguard-old sparks and buried feelings begin to surface. In a world of ruthless business deals, demanding families, and rules that don't allow love, their slow-burning bond becomes harder to hide... and even harder to let go.

When devotion tastes like blood, and love feels like possession. Zafira Solis (SY) is a rising star in the courtroom, brilliant, righteous, untouchable. Or so she thinks. What she doesn't know is that someone has been watching. Saving. Claiming. Seraphine Vexley (LM) doesn't believe in fate, only precision. And Zafira became hers the moment she spared a life... because of her. Now, Seraphine is always a step ahead: eliminating threats, erasing evidence, burning the world before it can touch what's hers. But when Zafira starts to feel the pull, the shadows tightening around her, the invisible hands guiding her fate, the question is no longer who's protecting her. It's what she'll become once she knows. A dark, sapphic romance of obsession, power, and the quiet destruction of self. If she can't have her, no one will. But what if she doesn't have to take? What if Zafira gives in willingly? Disclaimer: This story contains a messy plot, explicit violence, mature themes, and mentions of sexual assault.

In the restless heart of Bangkok, two women from opposite worlds are pulled into each other's world. Lek Saetang lives on her own in a cramped apartment above a tattoo studio in Thonglor. She works with her hands fixing bikes, sketching ink, anything that pays. And smokes when stress gets heavy, tattoos snake along her arm, and her boyish charm has a way of drawing women to her without effort. Survival taught her independence, and she prefers it that way. On the other side of the city, Sanya Rattanakosin is treated like Bangkok's crown jewel. The only daughter of a casino tycoon, she lives in a mansion of glittering glass, where her father spoils her as though nothing could ever harm her. But behind the parties, champagne, and endless suitors, Sanya is restless. Rich men line up at her feet, yet every one of them bores her. Her temper is sharp, easily gets jealous, and deep inside, she's searching for something..someone that no glittering party has ever offered. What begins as a spark of obsession turns into a dangerous, magnetic pull neither of them expected. Sanya's possessiveness clashes with Lek's refusal to be tamed, while Bangkok's neon-lit nights become the backdrop for jealousy, temptation, and the slow, inevitable unraveling of two women who can't escape each other. One is fire contained in glass. The other is smoke that slips through fingers. Together they could burn the city down..