The story is about Phuwin who is still 15 years old trying to maintain his pregnancy even though he doesn't know who the father of his child is. He was forced to marry a man he didn't know and only met on their wedding day. But phuwin values ​​his marriage and tries to be a good wife. His father seemed to abandon him. His Mother couldn't defend him His brother is the only person who loves him sincerely. His husband doesn't love him and hates him . Him brother-in-law hates him and compares him to his brother's ex. His mother-in-law is the only one who accepts him and also his child who is always called an illegitimate child. THIS STORY DOESN'T BELONG TO ME IT BELONGS TO THE REAL AUTHOR: @LISAMAYANA HAPPY READING 🦀❤️✨

His father had promised his hand in marriage to his friend's son when he was just a child... Years later, that promise became a chain. The marriage took place - not out of love, but out of his father's blackmail and power. He walked down the aisle with tears hidden behind a forced smile, because his heart, body, and soul already belonged to someone else... his true love. But then - what about his husband? The man he was tied to by fate, but bound to by pain... Will he remain just a stranger wearing the title of "husband"? Or will destiny twist the tale, turning hate into something dangerously close to love? All credits goes to Bora..... Yours Only By Bora.... PondPhuwin Version by Lakshya

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He was just a teacher-Pond Naravit, carrying responsibilities too big for his age, working to support his younger sister while trying to stay steady in a world that rarely gave him room to breathe. Phuwin Tangsakyuen was just a student. Reckless. Untamed. The kind of boy who slept through lectures, laughed at warnings, and lived like consequences belonged to someone else. Trouble followed him-but he never bothered to run from it. And then there was Pond. The teacher who should've stayed out of his way. But Phuwin didn't. He started flirting like it was a game he couldn't lose-smirks from the last bench, careless remarks in quiet classrooms, lingering looks that said too much and nothing at all. Bold enough to test boundaries, reckless enough to ignore them. Pond told himself it meant nothing. Until it did. ♪ This storyline entirely belongs to me, and the mentions of places, things, names of people are purely coincidential. And, only the faces of the people are used, they are not related to this story in any time or place entitled. Read this story with an open mind. TOP RANKINGS #1 - blstory #2 - highschoollovestory

A PondPhuwin fanfiction ♪ He was supposed to defend a criminal. That was all Pond thought it was. Another ugly case. Another rich man trying to buy his freedom. Another harassed victim reduced to statements, medical reports, and courtroom arguments. Until the victim walked into court - and it was his husband. ♪ Phuwin. The quiet man Pond had married only weeks ago, arranged. The man who still blushed when their hands touched. The man who apologized too much. The man who didn't tell him about being assaulted. Suddenly, the case stopped being paperwork. Because while the courtroom demanded evidence, Pond was forced to hear the raw truth: Phuwin had survived sexual assault. Humiliation. Fear. The kind of violence that crawls beneath skin and stays there long after bruises fade. And the worst part? Pond had been standing on the wrong side. ♪ This story belongs to me. I do not own the characters nor the places or the substances used in this story. Everything is only for entertainment purposes only.

"Warning: This chapter contains non-consensual themes and physical violence." ​"They said 'I do,' but they meant 'I'll destroy you.'" ​Phuwin was a childhood promise-a name Pond Naravit was forced to carry like a heavy chain. For Pond, this marriage isn't a union of hearts; it's a sentence. Driven by the poisonous whispers of his sister and a cold hatred for his father's demands, Pond makes a silent vow: he will make Phuwin regret every second of their life together. ​Stripped of his dignity, starved of affection, and treated like a servant in his own home, Phuwin Tangsakyuen is forced to endure the unthinkable. How much can one heart bleed before it stops beating for the person it once loved? ​In a house filled with shadows and cruelty, can a bleeding vow ever lead to redemption? Or will they both burn in the fire of their own hatred? #PondPhuwin #DarkAU #ForcedMarriage #Angst #Redemption #ToxicLove #Phuwin #PondNaravit

At Bangkok's most elite arts university, Diesel Danaiphat Sasipattana is untouchable - heir to a political dynasty and luxury fashion empire, infamous for reckless racing, gambling, and rebellion. Beneath his charm and arrogance, however, Diesel is emotionally shattered by years of control and abuse from his powerful father. He hides his loneliness behind chaos, parties, and dangerous behaviour. Day Issara Jittiphat is the opposite: quiet, hardworking, and endlessly dependable. While balancing art school and two jobs, Day secretly lives under a terrifying curse tied to his leap-day birth - every four years, tragedy strikes someone he loves. After a lifetime of loss, he avoids emotional attachment, believing closeness only leads to pain. Their lives collide when Diesel crashes his motorcycle near Day's apartment during a storm. Expecting judgment, Diesel instead finds kindness as Day silently helps him. What begins as reluctant encounters slowly becomes something deeper. But their growing relationship faces impossible obstacles: Diesel's father wants total control of his future, and another leap year is approaching - threatening to destroy the happiness they've finally found together.

"We can't do this.....I'm your brother-in-law" he said with desire and lust filled eyes but words dripping morals. "Is it really a valid question for this situation? " The other one laughed darkly pulling his hair into a possessive fist. "Real question is whose's gonna fuck whom? Dear brother-in-law" (✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿⁠) Pond is living his perfect life , a loving wife, a supportive family, Well known and famous sculptor in entire asia, known for his faceless sculptures until his wife's Brother enters in it. Phuwin is already a phenomenon, a voice the world is obsessed with, a name that trends without a face attached to it.he never really stays at one place, one person, one thing but when he finally decides to taste the fame he created, he come to Bangkok , things were stable until it wasn't, until his sister's husband enters in it. ______________________________________________ Warning ⚠️ Nothing in this book is related to real actors. It's pure fanfiction. There will be excilit scene, abusive language, Mpeg , so don't read if you don't feel good already, reading this warning .

They say love is patient. Love is kind. But whatever Pond and Phuwin have? It's *neither.* Ever since they were kids, Pond and Phuwin have been each other's biggest headache. They bicker like it's a sport, glare like it's a habit, and compete in *everything.* So naturally... their families decide to force them into marriage. For tradition. For family business. For chaos. 😌 Now stuck in an engagement they never asked for, sharing space, showing up in public like a *"happy couple,"* and trying *very* hard not to kill each other, they both come to one horrifying realization: **This hate might not be hate at all.** And falling for your enemy? That was never part of the deal.

Phuwin was alone in this world, he had no one the only thing that stayed with him was the debt left by his parents. He struggles to earn a meal . Oneday he unexpectedly met a Mafia looking man , how will things change ?? This my work please don't copy , i don't give such permission English is not my first language so read the story if you can bear with me