It was only supposed to be a dare. William was dared to ask Est on a date and stay with him for one month. Easy. Except Est had been in love with William for three years. What began as a cruel joke slowly became real-but by the time William realized he had fallen in love, the truth was already out. Some hearts break in private. Est's broke in front of everyone.

Est has loved William quietly for years-through every smile, every late-night conversation, and every moment William treated him like home without ever realizing what he truly was to him. To William, Est is his best friend. His constant. The one person who never leaves. To Est, William is everything... even if he was never truly his. When Est gets the chance to leave for his Master's abroad, he finally decides to tell William the truth. But timing has never been on his side. A missed meeting. A broken promise. A confession left unread. And when William finally understands what Est meant to him, it's already too late. Because Est has already left. And some goodbyes don't get a second chance.

William was the kind of man people warned others about arrogant, reckless, rich, and always one step away from trouble. Est knew who he was, of course. Everyone did. But while others watched William, admired him, or feared him... Est never cared enough to look twice. That should've been the end of it. Then a bet changed everything. What started as a cruel game to get closer turned into one unforgivable night that left Est shattered and William drowning in guilt he never expected to feel. Now, fear, desire, and something far more dangerous keep pulling them back into each other's lives... until neither of them knows where the damage ends, and where love begins. 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀... 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴.

A story about a quite innocent student name Est Supha met a popular campus fuckboy name William Jakrapatr.

== AUTHORIZED TRANSLATION === . Johan : "Kau bisa membayar hutangmu lima ribu jika kau memelukku dan sepuluh ribu jika mencium ku. Dan untuk yang 'lainnya', aku akan menagih nya lain waktu sampai kau membayarku dengan penuh." North : "Aku tidak akan membayarmu sepeserpun!!! Apa kau gila? Bagaimana bisa kau mengatakan aku berhutang padamu ratusan ribu?!" Johan : "Kalau begitu, jadilah pacarku, maka aku akan memaafkanmu dengan cuma-cuma."

William was the bad boy who made a bet that he would made Est his one day bed buddy. but Est was unaware of it and fell for William. after knowing the truth Est was deeply hurt and obviously they broke up in an instant. But after years William came in a contact with Est because of an arranged marriage set by his father. is the love gonna bloom between them?

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William had learned the value of restraint not because he wanted to but because he had to. There had been a moment-one he refused to replay too clearly-when something between him and Est had tipped too far, too fast. Since then, everything had become careful. Controlled. Measured down to the smallest distance between their bodies. Est seemed content to let things stay that way. William just tried to forget. Because some mistakes are easier to bury than confront. Easier to ignore than name out loud. And if both of them were willing to pretend nothing had changed, then maybe the fragile balance between them could survive. But buried things have a way of resurfacing. Especially when they were never truly dead to begin with. "If this is about sex... then just have sex with me." "Stay in my bed, at least then I know you are safe." Safe. Like offering, the one person he's been trying not to touch, his own bed is somehow the responsible decision. William should have probably refused. Instead he had quietly agreed to the rules. And by the time the night is over- William was exactly where Est had insisted he should be. In Est's bed. The safest place Est could think of. For William? Or for both of them?

"I loved you like it was breathing but you chose to kill my mom with your own hands. " William muttered under his breath. ... William jakrapatr, the son of the richest man in Thailand, is widely popular for his sharp facial features yet cold and emotionless behaviour. His one gaze could pierce through a concrete wall. But things weren't always like this. He used to be a bubbly boy crazily in love with Est Supha, a guy who would sacrifice the whole world just to see William smile. But fate had its own cruel plan. Everything changed when William's mother died and worst of all his own lover killed her. Years later, they are bounded by the divine beauty of marriage. But it's not for love but for something more brutal. VENGEANCE. READ THIS: THIS STORY CONTAINS BDSM AND EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT. ALSO DOMESTIC ABUSE, ATTEMPT OF RAPE AND MURDER IS INVOLVED. Read at your own risk.

[COMPLETED] On his fifth birthday, William started dreaming of a beautiful boy he had never met, someone too beautiful, too familiar to be a stranger. But names were never exchanged, addresses untold. Years passed. The dreams never stopped. At sixteen, William's world cracked wide open. His first kiss revealed a family pact. Est. The guy who was never meant to be part of William's world. Yet by decree of the old family tradition, Est became more than just a stranger. He was William's betrothed. From that moment, Est became the symbol of everything William resented. An obligation. A shadow. An enemy. Even before they ever met. Neither one wanted this. Neither one expected what would come next. What if some connections are impossible to escape? What if some faces are always meant to remain a mystery? What if not? Ranking over time: #1 williamjarkapatr #1 promise #1 uni #1 nicknames #1 dreams #2 dreamworld #2 betrothed Crossposted on AO3 now