Joongdunk Perthsanta and Pondphuwin Fanfiction

The Archen estate is not a home. It's a gilded cage. Behind the polished walls and silk curtains, cruelty drips like poison into everything it touches. When the Archen family bought Dunk Natachai from his own blood, it wasn't a wedding - it was a transaction. A boy sold off to silence his father's debts, to seal a name that was never meant to be his. It should have been his sister. She's hated him ever since. But Joong saw Dunk once - one single look - and wanted him. So the house swallowed him whole. Dunk grew up in bruises and broken promises, in a family where love never came without pain. But nothing - nothing - could have prepared him for the Archen mansion. A house full of strangers with matching blood and blackened hearts. Grandfather to aunt, uncle to mother, father to siblings - they don't see him as a husband. They see him as property. An outsider. A servant with a ring on his finger. And every day, Joong - the golden son, the one who claimed him - holds Dunk with gentle hands and soft eyes. He speaks like love is enough. He doesn't hear the whispers behind the walls. He doesn't see what they do when he's gone. Dunk never tells him. So Dunk screams instead. He shatters plates and windows, throws furniture against walls that already suffocate him. He lashes out, he burns down every tender word Joong gives him. He's loud because it's the only way to still feel real. He's breaking because no one else will hear the sound of it. Joong loves him like he's something precious. Dunk hates him like he's the cage itself. This isn't a love story. It's a war inside a house that smiles for the world and bleeds behind closed doors.

Two heirs. Two souls bound by power, secrets, and a hunger that defies reason. Joong Archen Aydin returns from France with the calm of a man who's learned how to hide his fire. Dunk Natcha Boonpresert-the world's perfect gentleman-keeps a darkness behind his smile, a whisper that tells him to destroy what he loves before it destroys him. When their paths cross again, old scars bleed in silence. Desire turns sharp, restraint burns, and every glance feels like temptation wearing a suit. Because some obsessions aren't meant to fade. Some loves aren't meant to heal. And some men were born to obey the dark. A psychological romance of obsession, temptation, and the quiet violence of wanting what you shouldn't.

"Joong, I-" "Yes or No." His voice cut through the air, sharp and commanding. Dunk didn't say anything. He knew if he replied with only Yes or No then it will bring up more Misunderstandings. But His silence was enough for him. "The lies, the betrayal... You really thought I wouldn't find out?"

Joong Aydin is beautiful, dangerous, and probably guilty. Dunk Boonprasert is the lawyer hired to save him even though he's sure Joong did it. But as the case unfolds, so does something darker: A pull. A challenge. A desire neither man is prepared for. Joong wants more than freedom. He wants Dunk undone. And Dunk is starting to think... maybe guilt was never the problem. ---

"Our marriage exists only in name. I despise male omegas," Joong declared, his voice a glacial blade. "Expect nothing from me - no marking, no children, nothing.",the pain of rejection cuts deep in Dunk's heart. "But I love you," he whispered, tears welling in his eyes. "With all my heart. You're my fated mate. I've waited for you my entire life." Joong remained unmoved, his heart a fortress of ice. But Dunk's love remains unwavering, a flame that burns bright in the face of adversity. "I found you, my dear mate," Pond smirked. "And I will possess you. You are mine.", he said like a predator with a predatory gaze. And like Dunk, Phuwin, the omega, also found himself in a similar predicament, bound to Pond by the unyielding forces of fate. But Phuwin's heart is not so easily won. "I won't give in to a playboy like you, even if you are my fated mate. Catch me if you can, Mr. Fuckboy.",he taunts, challenging Pond to prove his worth. Can Dunk melt the ice around Joong's heart? Can he prove his unwavering love to him, and convince Joong that their fated bond transcends societal prejudices? Or will their union plunge them both into a cycle of despair and loneliness? For Joong, the charismatic, proud alpha, the president of the RCJ conglomerate, the prospect of loving a male omega is a disgrace. Yet, as he gazes into Dunk's eyes, he begins to see the world in a different light. Will he find a way to overcome his prejudices and accept Dunk's love, or will his pride forever stand in the way? And what of Pond, the charming but ruthless alpha, the president of the N company? Will he be able to tame his wandering heart and commit to the one person who has ever truly challenged him or will his player persona forever define him? And what of Phuwin? Will he succumb to Pond's charm, or will his fiery spirit continue to ignite a passionate, yet turbulent, chase? •Angst •Rape •Mpreg •Omegaverse •Angst with Happy Ending Hope you enjoy the story. 🙏❤️

Dunk Natachai lived a quiet life, avoiding trouble at all costs until the day he caught the attention of Joong Archen Aydin, the university's most feared heir. What started as relentless bullying soon spiraled into something far worse. When a drunken night leaves Dunk pregnant with Joong's child, his world shatters. A dark romance filled with obsession, possession, and an unwanted heir who changes everything. --- Not a slow burn✅ M-Preg✅ Dark romance✅ Dominating Top✅ Soft and innocent (not stubborn this time) bottom✅ --- ⚠️Content Warning⚠️: The Unwanted Heir is a dark romance fanfiction that explores mature and sensitive themes including LGBTQ+ relationships, bullying, non-consensual situations (r*pe), emotional and physical abuse, violence, explicit content, and pregnancy (mpreg). This story is intended for mature audiences only (18+). Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to any of the mentioned topics, please proceed with caution or consider skipping this work.

A two shot JoongDunk 18+ AU inspired by the Huahin trip. After fifteen days apart, Joong's return from Korea feels like a breath finally released. In the quiet of Huahin, he and Dunk reunite, craving the touch they've longed for. Every glance lingers, every soft touch sparks deeper hunger. In the privacy of the night, they surrender - tender yet desperate, filling the quiet ache of missing each other. Readers discretion advised.

He thought he was marrying a spoiled brat. He didn't know he was tying the knot with the city's most wanted illegal street racer. Now Joong, the ice-cold CEO, is stuck living with Dunk - a smug, chaotic fiancé who sneaks out at midnight, smells like burnt rubber, and sleeps like he owns the bed. He's loud. He's reckless. He's hiding something. And Joong is about to find out secrets don't stay parked forever. Enemies by fate. Husbands by force. And when feelings collide at full speed- someone's bound to crash.