This is not a story about a long mafia war. The war ends in an hour. This is a story about what is found after the guns go silent. Est was married into an enemy mafia family and kept there for a year-not as a partner, but as property. When William destroys that house, he doesn't expect to find someone trembling in its corner, apologizing for existing. William is powerful. Feared. Ruthless. But power does not teach someone how to live again. This is a story about the shape love takes when it arrives quietly-without force, without ownership-growing slowly in the space where silence once lived. only story is mine

(CONTINUATION OF LEFT WITHOUT A SOUND) 2ND Part Their war ended in silence. Now begins the life they fought for - rebuilding, healing, and learning how to love without fear. only story is mine .

"You're staring again," Est whispered. "I'm memorizing," William said. "In case you forget to come back tomorrow." _____________________________________ In the 1860s, Siam stood between tradition and change. William, the son of a loyal servant, spent his days tending the gardens of the grand Khunthara estate. Est, the family's gentle heir, had been raised for duty, to study, to obey, to become the man his lineage demanded. They found each other in quiet corners and sunlit courtyards, where laughter softened into something neither dared to name. Beneath the banyan tree, love had taken root, fragile, forbidden, and achingly real. Yet in a world ruled by hierarchy and silence, even the softest affection could become a dangerous rebellion. A tender historical romance about devotion, loss, and the courage to love when love itself had to hide. A WilliamEst story. ⚠️ Disclaimer: This story explores historical and cultural repression, instances of homophobia, and the darker sides of class and society. It also contains moments of intimacy and emotional intensity. While written with sensitivity, some scenes may be heavy or difficult to read. Reader discretion is advised.

It's a boys love story. It will contain mature content and explicit scenes🔞🔞, male pregnancy. So, Be careful before diving in.. "I write about emotions because I don't know how to feel them." William lives in a world of words, where feelings are safe, distant, and controllable. "I may not write emotions, but I live for them." Est knows what it means to feel deeply, how to make others laugh and cry yet he has never dared to confront the truth for his own. Two men, two worlds, two broken understandings of love. When their paths collide, every glance, every word, every heartbeat becomes a battlefield between fear, desire, and the vulnerability they've long avoided. Will love survive the collision of hearts that don't know how to meet or will their own walls keep them apart?

"Love was never part of the deal. But neither was breaking each other." In William Jakrapath's world, tradition isn't questioned, it's obeyed. As the heir to a powerful family, his marriage isn't about love. It's about duty. And his parents have already chosen for him. Est Supha, the quiet, well-mannered son of their closest friends. William doesn't care. He doesn't argue. He doesn't even look at Est beyond what's necessary. Est, with his soft voice and hesitant smiles, hides his trembling behind calmness. But William notices... and ignores it. To him, Est is nothing more than an obligation - a shadow who will follow his rules, stay within his boundaries, and never cross his line. William is in control. Always. And he swears he will never love him. But what happens when silence turns suffocating? When glances last too long? When a shadow dares to step into the light? Because in this house built on tradition, it isn't love that will destroy them... it's everything they're trying not to feel. // mpreg ; smut

Est thought love would be gentle. But what he got was William - his husband, his protector, his captor. From childhood, William had claimed Est. And now, as the ruthless CEO of a criminal empire, he has turned that obsession into complete domination. Est is dressed in silk, kissed like glass - but every moment is a game of survival. William's love is violence dressed as devotion. And Est is too terrified - and too entangled - to run. But what happens when Est starts to crave the cage that confines him? Dark romance | Psychological control | Possessive husband Power imbalance, forced closeness, twisted tenderness Gaslighting, emotional manipulation Stockholm Syndrome undertones

He's my sister's boyfriend. The guy I'm not supposed to look at... touch... want. But William Jakrapatr looks at me like he already knows. And one night, when she's not home, he stops pretending. I swore I'd never cross that line. Now I can't stop.

He watches. He waits. He wants. William Jakrapatr is a quiet student, unnoticed by most. But when he crosses paths with Est Supha, something changes. What starts as a simple encounter turns into an obsession. Est remains unaware, while William's thoughts grow darker. The question isn't if Est will notice, but when-and whether it will be too late.

⚠️Warning: Omegaverse. Tension-filled dynamics. Slow-burn obsession. Male pregnancy. Boy's love🔞🔞🔞 Four years ago, William felt the pull of a bond that never led to a face. Now, fate throws him into the path of Dr. Est Pirapat-a Beta who shouldn't be able to shake his Alpha instincts to the core. But if Est is just a Beta, why does every fiber of William's being scream mate? Cold stares, unanswered questions, and a deliberate game of avoidance-William isn't the type to let things go. He's going to prove Est feels it too. Even if he has to tear through every lie in his way.