I Remain Two heirs. Two arranged marriages. One forbidden love. Sky and Nani were born into powerful families where love has never been a choice-it has always been a duty. As the sole heirs to their family empires, they are expected to marry the Prime Minister's daughters to strengthen political and business alliances. But behind the perfect image they show the world lies a secret they can never reveal. They are in love with each other. With two fathers who would rather protect their family's reputation than accept who they truly are, Sky and Nani are forced to hide their relationship from everyone. The only people standing by their side are their mothers, who silently support the love their sons are fighting to protect. How long can a forbidden love survive in a world built on expectations, power, and sacrifice? When the time comes to choose between family and the person they love, will they obey the lives written for them... or fight for the future they truly want? Some promises fade. Some loves disappear. But some... remain.

Prince Sky was destined to become the greatest king his people had ever known...and to spend his life without a mate. Nani, an omega assassin raised among vampires, had already rejected the mate fate gave him and wanted nothing more to do with wolves or their cruel goddess. But when their paths cross, and fate so cruelly tests Nani, the unmated prince and him are drawn together in a way neither of them can explain. The goddess promised Sky would rule alone. She never promised he would never fall in love.

Nani had one simple mission: Find food. Suprisingly, he found his roommate Sky's "expensive blender" and spent the next hour trying to figure out why it moved nothing like a normal blender. Turns out... It wasn't a blender. It was a toy, a mast*rbation toy. Now Nani has to survive the most embarrassing discovery of his life while living with the one person who witnessed everything. - short fluff.

In the Sapphire Kingdom, Nani Hirunkit Changkam enjoys an idyllic, carefree existence. Shielded from the toxic grasp of royal politics and raised in a supportive, egalitarian ducal family, Nani dedicates his life to his true passion - apothecary. He runs a popular clinic in the North, treating nobles and commoners alike with the kindness and respect his parents instilled in him. Beloved by the people and deeply content with his books, his work, and his nieces and nephews, Nani's life is picture-perfect. However, Nani's tranquil world is shattered when his obsession with apothecary ultimately leads to his kidnapping. When Nani and his captor finally met face-to-face, Nani held his ground, glaring at the man. "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" Nani demanded, keeping his voice steady despite the circumstances. "If you need a physician, you can just visit my clinic and be treated. You don't need to go to the extreme lengths of kidnapping me. Or is there another reason? But if my memory serves me right, I don't have any clash with anyone." The man simply smirked, leaning back as his eyes slowly and deliberately took in the physician's features. "Treatment? Hardly," he replied, his tone dripping with arrogant amusement. "I am just completely allured by your beauty. I never thought I'd be able to see a man so lovely. It piqued my interest and curiosity." Finding his captor's words highly inappropriate and perverted-especially the casual, entitled way he spoke to him-Nani didn't hesitate. Staying true to his family's rule of never allowing oneself to be disrespected, he stepped forward and delivered a swift, stinging slap across the face of his captor.

Saint was never a good person. He was the kind of boy people avoided in the hallway. The one whose silence felt more dangerous than anger. The one who could destroy someone's world without even raising his voice. Cold. Ruthless. Unforgiving. Everyone knew his darkness. Everyone except Nani. Because Nani knew the boy behind the rumors. The boy who saved him a seat every morning. The boy who remembered his favorite drink. The boy who walked him home even when it was raining. The boy who looked at the entire world like it meant nothing... Except him. They were childhood best friends. Two boys who grew up together. Two hearts that never realized when friendship slowly became something more dangerous. Something they couldn't run from. But Saint had a secret. His love was never gentle. It was possessive. It was intense. It was the kind of love that would burn everything down just to keep Nani safe. Because Saint could tolerate hatred. He could tolerate enemies. He could even tolerate becoming a monster. But one thing he could never accept... Was someone hurting the person who had always been his home. "Everyone ran from the darkness inside me... but you stayed. You looked at the monster everyone feared and whispered- 'You're still my Saint.'"

Sky Wongravee had spent his entire life winning. Winning roles.Winning awards.Winning hearts. The entire country knew his name. They knew his smile, his charm, his perfect image. But nobody knew the real Sky.The man behind the cameras.The man whose emotions burned too fiercely. And for the first time in his life- Sky lost.Not to a stranger.Not to fate. But to his greatest rival. MJ Hirunkit. Then came Nani Hirunkit. A man who existed outside Sky's world.No cameras.No fame.No spotlight. A military-trained bodyguard who walked his own path without seeking anyone's approval. Silent. Unreadable. His presence was quiet.His words were few. His emotions hidden beneath calm eyes and a still expression. Yet beneath that silence was a man impossibly gentle. Patient. Understanding. Everything Sky wasn't. They were opposites in every possible way. Sky was fire. Nani was water. Sky spoke with sharp words and sharper emotions. Nani answered with silence. One burned. The other soothed.One demanded. The other understood. Yet somehow, their paths collided. A man drowning beneath his own grief. Everyone wanted Sky Wongravee polished. Controlled. Perfect. Nani didn't. He saw the anger. The jealousy. The obsession. The desperation to be chosen. And he loved him anyway. Not because he wanted to change him. But because he understood him. Nani's love was quiet. A hand offered without asking. A presence that never left. A tenderness hidden in small actions. The kind of love that expected nothing in return. But Sky's love? Sky loved like a storm. Like a man terrified of losing the one thing he couldn't live without. He loved with hunger. With devotion. With reckless intensity. He wanted everything. Every smile. Every glance. Every thought. Every touch. Every piece of Nani that the world could never have. And somehow... Only Nani could carry a love that heavy. Only Nani could stand in front of the storm and never ask it to become rain.

Nani never stepped into danger on purpose. He simply existed too softly in a world that punished softness. And that was enough to be noticed. He thought he was starting a job-just another office, just another routine, just another life where nothing extraordinary was supposed to happen. But the truth is, some lives are already written long before you open the first page... and his had Saint's name pressed quietly into the margins like a warning no one bothered to read aloud. Saint was not just a man. He was what remained when mercy stopped being useful. A name whispered in boardrooms and buried in underground reports that were never supposed to exist. On paper, a chairman. And then there was Nani. Unaware. Ordinary. Smiling in a way that didn't understand consequences. That was the problem. Because Saint remembered him. Not as he was now-but as something fragile he once held in a past that never fully let him go. A memory stitched into obsession so quietly it stopped feeling like memory at all and started feeling like ownership. Years passed, the world shifted, but Saint never replaced what he once decided was important. He only waited for it to return. And when it did, he didn't hesitate. He never does. But Saint isn't the only thing watching. Something else is learning Nani's habits like prayer. His routines like scripture. The way he breathes, the way he pauses, the way he exists when he thinks no one is looking. A presence without name, without mercy, without restraint-obsessing not from duty or protection, but from desire that has rot in it. Because love in this world is never clean. It is surveillance. It is possession. It is the slow realization that you were never living your life freely-you were simply waiting to be noticed by the wrong kind of devotion. And once Saint sees you... He doesn't let go. But once the other one sees you... He doesn't share. And you don't get to choose which of them ruins you. Only how soon.

Sky is an urban explorer who stumbles upon Nani who is mute.

HUSBAND ON ERRAND-SKYNANI Nani Hirunkit is New York City's infamous "Errand Boy," a breakup expert with a flawless success rate. He can become anyone his clients need, from a tearful ex-girlfriend to an elegant socialite, and has made a fortune ruining relationships for people too scared to do it themselves. His latest mission seems easy. Pose as the secret lover of the ridiculously handsome and ridiculously wealthy Sky Wongravee, create a scandal, break up Sky's relationship, collect the money, and leave. Instead, Sky calmly calls him 'darling', his family instantly accepts Nani as the long awaited spouse, a suspiciously fast marriage registration appears, and overnight Nani goes from professional heartbreaker to Sky's legally recognized husband. Now trapped in a luxurious penthouse with a husband who refuses to divorce him, in laws who adore him, and friends laughing at his misery, Nani has only one goal: escape this accidental marriage. Sky, however, has only one goal of his own. Keep his husband on errand forever.