🌙 Prologue Bangkok, Thailand. A city of lights and shadows-where neon signs glow above streets painted with blood. The "Black Lotus Syndicate", the most feared mafia in Thailand, rules silently yet mercilessly. Its leader, Net Siraphop, is known as the untouchable king. With porcelain skin and a gaze that could freeze even the bravest, he is calm, calculated, and dangerously beautiful. People whisper his name with both fear and reverence. On the other side of the city lives JJ Radchapon, a sunshine boy. A college student with a smile so pure it feels like sunlight piercing through storm clouds. His dimples, warm laugh, and natural charm make him the center of every crowd. JJ's innocence draws people close-but hidden behind that glow, there are secrets even JJ himself tries to forget. When light collides with shadow, when innocence stumbles into danger-what happens when the coldest heart begins to burn for warmth?

JJ didn't mean to break where everyone could hear him. But in the middle of the rain, with his world collapsing around him, he walked to the only person he trusted to hold him together. As shame lingers and the outside world reacts, Net makes a quiet promise: he won't choose JJ only when it's easy. Because love is not proven in perfect moments, but in the ones where everything falls apart. -------------------------------- Hi guys! Another NETJJ fic from me! This idea was in my head for a long time and I'm not sire how well executed it will be, BUT hopefully you guys will enjoy the ride~ It's gonna be a 3 chap series! This is an original idea that popped up in my head. However, if there's any similarities whatsoever, do let me know so that I can work on reworking the story as well. Do note that this is a story meant for entertainment purposes only. I do not own any of the actors or characters featured in this story. Any similarities to real-life situations is unintentional (other than I'm taking inspiration from Net and JJ's stance against hate in the earlier part of them working together). All image credits belongs to their owners. Thank you in advance for reading my story, and drop me a feedback too!

In Bangkok's glittering high society, cold and flawless Net is pushed into a forced date with shy, sweet JJ-a gentle soul whose clingy affection threatens Net's carefully guarded independence. What starts as an awkward meeting slowly melts Net's icy exterior, sparking an unexpected connection filled with tender moments, shy confessions, and quiet warmth. From reluctant strangers to a love that defies family expectations, their journey is a heartfelt, slow-burning romance about breaking walls and finding comfort in the most unexpected places. this is my first story, please go easy on me🙏🏻

They were the ship everyone believed in until one walked away. Now he's left with silence, rumors, and a new partner he never asked for. But maybe... the story isn't ending. Maybe it's just changing. Some goodbyes aren't bitter. Some hellos feel like sunlight. _____ I hope you support my first story!! 🌸💐

"Do you wanna be my partner?" Net casually asks JJ while pinning him against the fridge. JJ's head buzzes with the words he just heard. "Perhaps P'Net will never understand how much of an impact this is having on me right now," JJ sighs. "Can I really be your partner, P'Net?" JJ asks, staring straight into Net's eyes. Net tugs JJ toward him, leans in closer to his ear, and whispers, "If not you, then no one!"

In a world where love is an act, can two actors find a real connection? Net, heartbroken by his past love, guards his heart behind a wall of coldness and distance. JJ, a newcomer filled with sunshine, is determined to break through it. Forced into a fake romance, they discover that the most unexpected love stories are often the most genuine ones. 🖤🥕

A pure arrange marriage troops. there no hate in that, slow romance!! let's see.

JJ was thirteen when his world fell apart for the second time. After his father's death, life had already been cruel, but nothing compared to the man his mother remarried. His stepfather Pong's addictions turned their home into a living nightmare, where survival meant sacrifice, and hope slowly faded with his mother's weakening health. School became a memory, replaced by fear and responsibility far too heavy for a child. But nothing could prepare him for the day the debt collectors arrived. As Pong fell to his knees, desperate and shaking, he agreed to anything to stay alive. And under Night's cold gaze, JJ realized... he was the price.

A netjj fan fic No hate to the actors. This is just a fanfiction ✨

The scent of polished mahogany and old money clung to the air in Net's study, a heavy perfume that spoke of power. Rain lashed against the panoramic windows, each droplet a tiny hammer blow against the thick glass, mirroring the relentless throb in JJ's head. He stood, shoulders slumped, before Net's immense, dark wood desk, a small, insignificant shadow in the cavernous room. Net, a man carved from granite and ambition, leaned back in his leather chair, a slow, predatory smile stretching his lips. "So, you're finally here," Net's voice, a low rumble, cut through the storm's din. "Took you long enough." (This might also be a short story)