Two clans. Two heirs. Two worlds destined to collide. Santa Pongsapak, youngest son of the Pongsapak mafia, lives far from his family in London. He studies art, paints life in colors of peace, and rejects the violence and the throne his name demands. Strong, calm, untouchable he belongs to a world of his own making. Perth Tanapon, second son of the rival Tanapon mafia, lives for power and ambition. Arrogant, ruthless, and obsessed with the throne he was denied, he sees loyalty and family as tools and the world as his battlefield. One paints on canvas. The other paints the world red. Both belong to different worlds, driven by different desires. One pretends. The other falls. In a world of blood, ambition, and unspoken rules, their paths will cross and love, betrayal, and pain will follow. Tropes: Rivals Opposites Attract Betrayal Obsession Redemption Family Drama Touch him and you die Angst

Tawan and Aran were each other's first love. From high school sweethearts to the couple everyone envied, they believed their future was already written. Until one night destroyed everything. A betrayal shattered their love, turning promises into resentment and leaving behind a family built on regret instead of affection. Years later, Tawan's son, Perth, grows up in the ruins of that broken love. Cold, reckless, and incapable of believing in happily ever after, he pushes everyone away before they can hurt him first. Santa was raised differently. After losing everything he once loved, Aran devoted his life to protecting Santa, teaching him one lesson above all else: Love always leaves scars. Then fate brings Perth and Santa together. Forced to transfer universities after another reckless mistake, Perth meets Santa on his very first day. And for the first time in his life... He can't look away. What begins as curiosity quickly turns into something far more dangerous, as two hearts are drawn together by a past neither of them knows could destroy them before their story even begins. Because sometimes, the greatest love stories are born from someone else's tragedy. 🖤🤍

Santa used to think love was something distant-something other people had, something soft and safe that never quite reached him. Not until Perth. Perth, who had always been there. Perth, his older brother Pond's best friend. The boy who grew into a man right before Santa's eyes. The one who ruffled his hair, called him Santy, treated him like something fragile, something to protect. His nong. His baby brother. And Santa... he let him. For years, he stayed in that place-small, quiet, tucked safely in Perth's shadow. Loving him silently. Hopelessly. But time doesn't keep people the same. Because one day, Santa stops being "Santy." He walks into college taller, sharper, his softness turned into something dangerously beautiful. Eyes follow him now-hungry, curious, wanting. Hands linger too long. Voices whisper. Everyone suddenly sees him. Everyone except Perth. And that-that is what makes something ugly start to grow inside Santa's chest. Because how dare the world look at him like he's something to be taken... while the only person he has ever wanted still looks at him like he's just a child? Santa doesn't want to be protected anymore. He wants to be seen. He wants to be wanted. And maybe-just maybe-he wants to burn everything down until Perth has no choice but to finally look at him... the way Santa has always looked at him.

Santa has always lived in a silent world, deaf to any sound. In a world where everyone eventually finds their other half, he's long accepted he would never have one, until a mysterious stranger walks into his life, stirring a sound he never thought he'd hear and turning his quiet, ordinary world upside down.

Santa had nothing left--no parents, no home, only debts that refused to let him breathe. At nineteen, he was forced to grow up too fast, carrying a burden that was never meant for him. Then came an offer he never expected. A marriage. Not for love, but as a way out. Perth never believed in love. Santa never thought he deserved it. Living under the same roof, their cold arrangement slowly turns into something neither of them can ignore. But some pasts don't stay buried. And when the darkness Santa tried to hide comes back to destroy everything... Will Perth still hold his hand... or let him fall?

Under your touch, I became completely still and surrendered✨♥️ Perth × Santa

One quiet night, Perth complained to the universe about being alone. The next seconds, someone quite literally fell from the sky into his life. Strange. Bright. Unusual in ways Perth couldn't explain. What started as confusion slowly became comfort. His life grew warmer, his empty apartment less silent, and for the first time in years, Perth began looking forward to tomorrow. Until the day came when the sky asked for him back. Because sometimes, the universe does answer your prayers-, just not without a price.