Charlotte and Engfa sharing a hotel room again after 4 years, what could happen? Author's note 🎶: A realistic depiction or an alternate universe where Englot end up together. This is purely fictional and only inspired by how I interpreted Englot. It is written to soothe our collective heartache when englot were apart and distant with each other, I hope reading this made you as happy as when I wrote it. I do not claim to know how Englot truly feels or acts in real life. *Please do not copy or share my work anywhere, however short clips to promote on social media are welcomed! X: @KelliesKells

Engfa Waraha never believed in fate - until it threw her straight into the path of Charlotte Austin, the one person she couldn't stand. To Engfa, Charlotte was nothing but a spoiled, entitled brat - the type of girl who had always looked down on her, believing the world owed her everything. And to Charlotte, Engfa was the player who never took anything seriously, always playing the system. But fate, relentless and unforgiving, had other plans. One moment - one touch - and everything changed. What began as a fierce rivalry between two girls who couldn't have been more different slowly evolved into something more complicated, more dangerous. A storm of hate, desire, and undeniable connection - woven together by a force neither could comprehend. Then, without warning, Charlotte vanished. No explanations, no goodbyes. Engfa never understood why Charlotte left - and maybe that was the worst part. It wasn't just the absence; it was that she disappeared when they'd finally begun to understand each other. Years passed. The questions never left. The rage dulled. The emptiness remained. Just as Engfa thought she'd finally moved on, fate dragged her back to Charlotte - in a sleek office, in one unforgettable moment. What if fate had never let go, forcing them to confront what they could never forget? What if facing the truth could unite them in ways they couldn't predict? The space between past and present is filled with unanswered questions: Charlotte's disappearance, and the unbreakable bond that continues to shape their lives. ***** ⚠️‼️ This story contains: - Intersex themes (G!P) - Mature/explicit content - Angst If this isn't your cup of tea, feel free to skip it. Consider yourself warned 👀 This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.

Two women from different worlds. One bound by fire. The other, by ice. Engfa Waraha was ruthless, cold, and unafraid to break hearts. At thirty, she had everything-money, power, women at her feet. A woman who loved nothing more than the chase, and who never stayed in one place for too long. Never letting anyone get too close. Not even her own family. Her love life was a string of broken, short-lived romances. One month-no longer. Charlotte Austin was a quiet, innocent twenty-year-old-fresh from college and ready to begin her life. She had a boyfriend she loved and dreams she was determined to make her own. But those dreams weren't hers to control. Not anymore. Not when her father, driven by business, decided to trade her away like a pawn for a massive merger. They didn't get a choice. Their lives were exchanged in the name of power. Engfa wanted to burn the contract. Charlotte wanted to run. But destiny had other plans. And soon, the two would collide. When fire meets ice... who will break first?

Disclaimer⚠️: This is an intersex story (G!P) *very heavy talks of s*xual activity* Charlotte Austin, the golden girl of Bangkok's elite. Head Cheerleader at Bangkok University. Heiress to the world-famous Austin Motors Family. With a retired Formula 1 driver father, an older brother currently dominating Formula 1, and a mother who sells the skyline itself, Charlotte's life is perfectly curated-from a picture perfect family with her perfect boyfriend and her perfect friend group. But under the designer handbags and gloss is a girl suffocating under expectations, aching for something real. Engfa Waraha is a rising soccer star at the University of Bangkok, known for her explosive talent, fiery temper, and unshakable walls. Adopted by a loving Latin family after losing her biological parents in a house fire, Engfa grew up between cultures, fluent in English, Spanish, and Thai-but never quite fitting in. Being intersex made her a target. Being brilliant made her dangerous. The field is the only place she's ever felt free. When a tense moment at a university match sparks unexpected chemistry, their connection becomes strong-and forbidden. Engfa and Charlotte are pulled into a tempest of desire. As their connection deepens, Engfa's hidden truth tests their trust, and Charlotte must choose: hold fast to her gilded life or embrace a love that sets her free. Set against Bangkok's vibrant contrast of gritty fields and gleaming skylines, their romance burns fiercely-but can it withstand prejudice, family demands, and their own doubts?

To say Dr. Engfa Waraha loved order would be an understatement. She lived by routines-early morning runs, black coffee at 6:30 sharp, hospital rounds at 7:00, and silence by 9:00 p.m. She liked things clean, controlled, and quiet. Life as a surgeon demanded discipline, and she didn't just wear that title in the hospital-it was stitched into her soul. Everything in her life was precise, predictable, and preferably not pink. Then came Charlotte Austin. A wedding planner with a chaotic schedule, a colorful wardrobe, and a voice that always carried laughter, even in the middle of a storm. Charlotte was sunshine in human form-bright, disorganized, and constantly leaving a trail of glitter and half-drunk lattes behind her. She cried at every wedding, sang while she worked, and believed that love was life's greatest adventure. Their paths should've never crossed. But fate, or rather a very unfortunate (or blessed) apartment mix-up, had other plans. Now, thanks to a double-booked lease, they were stuck sharing a charming little townhouse in the heart of the city. Just until things got sorted, of course. Just for a few weeks. Engfa swore she could survive anything for a few weeks. But as mornings filled with Charlotte's humming, late nights turned into long talks, and the scent of peonies replaced the sterile sting of antiseptic... the doctor started to question whether order really meant peace. And Charlotte? She began to wonder if maybe the universe had brought her not just a roommate, but someone worth falling for. FULLY FANFICTION ENGFA WARAHA & CHARLOTTE AUSTIN

She's the type who walks into a room and silences it with a glare-CEO, perfectionist, easily angered and impossible to impress. Life, for her, is a checklist of wins and control. Then she met her. Soft-spoken, unfailingly kind, and stubborn in the gentlest way. A quiet force of nature with a smile that disarms, and a secret buried deep in her skull-an aneurysm that could rupture at any moment. They were opposites. One ran from vulnerability. The other lived with its shadow every day. What began as a clash of personalities slowly unraveled into late-night confessions, stolen glances, and love that neither of them saw coming. But with time quite literally ticking inside her head, every shared moment is a fight-not just against fear, but for something worth staying alive for.