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Beneath The Scent Of Rain by geraldean17
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It reminds him of the night his world fell apart. A night when shadows moved in silence and power wore the scent of lime and cedarwood. Now in his final year of university, all Dunk wants is to focus on his art, protect his shy younger brother, and maybe, just maybe, stop his best friend Phuwin from throwing himself in front of every flirtatious alpha. But fate has other plans. Joong is cold, calculating, and dangerously quiet-the kind of alpha who doesn't need to raise his voice to make a room freeze. CEO by day, feared mafia kingpin by blood-soaked midnight, he hides his true self behind layers of suits, control, and ruthlessness. Until one terrified crybaby omega stumbles into his path. And Joong's carefully built world begins to unravel. Because Dunk isn't just any omega. He's the one Joong can't stop watching. Can't stop craving. Can't stop protecting-even from himself. But obsession has a price. And love may not survive the storm #joongdunk #pondphuwin #geminifourth #taynew #earthmix
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In a world where power decides everything, love is nothing more than a liability. Joong Archen Aydin was born into control. Cold, calculated, and untouchable, he doesn't solve problems-he eliminates them. As the heir to the Aydin empire, he sees people as assets, threats, or nothing at all. Love has never been part of his structure. Dunk Natachai Bonoprasert is everything he isn't supposed to be. Soft-spoken, angelic, and effortlessly charming-the perfect son, the perfect student. But beneath that flawless exterior lies someone far more dangerous. Someone who reads people too well, who plays weak when needed, and who never truly loses control. When a single wrong step leads Dunk into a place he should have never been, their worlds collide in a way neither of them planned. What begins as a calculated move turns into something far more complicated. Power shifts. Control blurs. Boundaries break. And somewhere between manipulation and obsession... something real starts to grow. In a world where even trust is a weapon, how do you choose between control and something you were never meant to feel?