Luke has had enough. Enough of seeing his papa pretend he's fine. Enough of hearing him cry at night for a love he thinks he'll never have. So when Perth Tanapon, the handsome CEO sponsoring Luke's school, can't stop staring at Santa's desserts-and Santa himself-Luke comes up with the perfect plan: Matchmake them. Now all he has to do is convince a powerful alpha CEO to date his bakery-owner omega papa. But love is never that simple... especially when Santa's past refuses to let him go. What could possibly go wrong? Start: 25th August, 2026 End:

Everyone knows the name Santa Pongsapak. The second son of the Pongsapak family, heir to Thailand's most powerful household. People know him for the parties, the expensive hobbies, the stubborn attitude, and the reputation that follows him everywhere. But before the wealth, the fame, and the carefully crafted smile, Santa was a boy who dreamed of becoming a ballet dancer, chasing the dream his late mother once had. A dream he loved with everything he had... until an injury shattered it. An injury that wasn't as accidental as everyone believed. And whoever took that dream from him made sure Santa would never get close to it again, leaving behind wounds he learned to hide beneath sarcasm, confidence, and a refusal to let anyone get too close Perth Tanapon couldn't care less about any of that. Struggling under debts left behind by his late father and juggling multiple jobs to support his younger brother, Perth's world revolves around survival. Rich people and their problems are the last thing on his mind... until an unexpected opportunity changes everything. Suddenly, he finds himself standing inside the gates of the Pongsapak Mansion, competing for a position as a bodyguard. And out of everyone there, Santa Pongsapak chooses him. His job sounds simple enough: protect the stubborn prince. The most precious person to the chairman of the Pongsapak Corporation. The person his older brother would do anything for. The one everyone watches, yet nobody truly understands. But what starts as a job quickly becomes something far more complicated as Perth begins to see the person hidden beneath the reputation... the loneliness, the fear, and the pain behind every reckless decision. Loving Santa Pongsapak was never going to be easy. Some traumas refuse to stay buried. Some ghosts always find their way back. And sometimes, healing hurts more than the wound itself. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Just writing for fun. Hope you enjoy 🖤

He hates him so much he can't think of anything else. Perth Tanapon has spent years convincing himself that Santa Pongsapak is the most insufferable person he knows. Too smart. Too stubborn. Too beautiful for his own good. Then Santa starts invading his senses. First, his sight. Then his voice. His scent. And suddenly, Perth can't seem to go a single day without noticing him. What's left? Ah. Taste and touch.

Perth, the confident captain of the university soccer team. Santa, a focused student who prefers structure and routine. It started with a bet, but who knows how it will end up?

Perth knows it's ridiculous. He knows it's wrong. Santa is his step brother. But it's too late now. Consequences could come later. But right now? The need to have Santa drowned out every rational thought in his head. Note: This story is a work of fiction. It contains sexual themes, forbidden relationships and manipulation, if you squint hard enough. (Or in short, this is nothing but smut. Lol.) Please read at your own discretion.

"My biggest nightmare is losing myself in dreams so deeply that I can no longer tell whether I'm in reality... or still trapped in the nightmare."

Caught Between Two Alphas ( and loving it )

"Will you guys be okay if I leave you here by yourselves?" Pond asks, though he's already sliding the measuring tapes off his neck and producing his missing suit jacket from God knows where. "I'll be fine," Perth assures him. "We'll be fine. Right, Santa?" Santa flinches. "Actually, I-," he starts, but bites his tongue in his hurry to close his mouth. What can he even say? 'Actually, P'Pond, I'm not going to be okay if you leave me here with P'Perth because I've been avoiding him for weeks since I can't seem to keep my hands off of him the moment we're alone. Also, I've been in love with you for years. And yes, these things are not mutually exclusive'? In which Pond needs a small-waisted helper to make last-minute adjustments to an important custom-made skirt for a client, and Santa volunteers for the task. Perth reaps the benefits of bespoke tailoring.

"Where the fuck is Perth? He's been afk for almost 10 minutes now." "I'm betting my 20,000 won in my wallet that he's getting his dick sucked behind the screen right now." "Fuck," A laughter rings in the background. "Why does that make sense? The bastard is muted too." Santa blushes profusely, an embarrassed whine slipping past his lips as he hides his face. His asshole of a boyfriend had the audacity to laugh behind him at that. "Well, it seems like he's not anymore." "Don't be rude and say hi to them, baby." "Bro, speak up and at least defend yourself if you're not gonna help us out here in the top lane. Jesus." "What? Phi..." "... Santa? Is that you?"

One is flawless at least, on the surface. A 29-year-old CEO of a luxury empire, known for an ice-cold demeanor, sharp perfectionism, and a voice that only exists for business meetings. The other is clumsy, talkative, and annoyingly persistent. A secretary with a sunshine heart, a laugh too loud for corporate corridors, and a warmth that refuses to be ignored. For one, family is everything. For the other, family is nothing but pain. Thrown together by circumstance, bound by routine but shaken by past wounds and unexpected tenderness they begin to unravel each other in ways neither saw coming He never wanted to be saved. But then came someone who wouldn't let him drown. Tropes: SecretaryxCEO sunshinexgrumpy found family abuse past trauma self-harm Healing