"Baby girl, won't you help me?" William was never the type to beg. The most feared mafia king, he was used to taking what he wanted; ruthlessly, without remorse. When a bullet tears through his shoulder, he does what he always does: kidnaps a doctor, forces them to patch him up, and erases the evidence. But Dr. Est is different. Soft-spoken, sharp-eyed, and far too tempting. From the moment William locks eyes with him, he knows one thing: this one, he can't let go. Est should fear him. He should run. But when William smirks, voice dripping like honey and venom, Est feels his heart betray him. In a world where love is a weakness and danger lurks behind every whispered promise, how do you escape the devil when he's already marked you as his? A WilliamEst story. ⚠️ Disclaimers: This story contains strong language, mature themes, violence, abuse, and dark romance elements. Reader discretion is advised.

At a masked ball in Bangkok, William - a half-Thai, half-American musician - locks eyes with a stranger on the rooftop. One night. One unforgettable encounter. Their worlds collide in ways neither could have imagined. Days later, William's dreams of stardom in Korea crumble. Desperate and lost, he returns to Thailand, auditioning at ESTI TV, the nation's most prestigious entertainment company. And there, standing before him, is the man from the rooftop... the CEO, the stranger he couldn't forget. Secrets, desire, and ambition intertwine in a dangerous game where passion knows no limits. 😈💋🎭 Masks may hide faces... but they cannot hide the heart. ⚠️ Reader discretion advised - mature themes ahead.🔞

Mok had nothing in his life. Nothing, except his duty. Rome Kritdanai Arseni had everything. Everything, except his love. A mafia heir-reckless, stubborn, and far too interested in a bodyguard who should have remained nothing more than a shadow at his side. And a bodyguard who stood behind him through danger, arguments, and reckless decisions-yet never crossed the invisible line of duty. "Look at me and tell me you feel nothing," Rome whispered, his voice breaking. But Mok did not trust himself to turn back and meet Rome's eyes. So he stared ahead instead, "My feelings are irrelevant." In a world built on loyalty and power, Mok could only ever chose one: His duty. Or the man he was sworn to protect. CrossPosted On AO3

Est thought he was stepping into the palace for a simple bodyguard position - another elite soldier ready to stand watch over a prince. But the instant Prince William's gaze found him, everything changed. Behind closed doors and flickering firelight, William made him an offer unlike any other: not just a role as his most trusted protector, but a place at his side as his secret consort, bound by a loyalty deeper than duty and a passion they'd never speak aloud in public. " I want your loyalty, your devotion... and your body. Be mine - completely - and I'll give you everything." "You'll have my trust," William had said, voice low and deliberate as he drew Est close. "My secrets. All of me, if you want it. But in return - you'll be mine. In every way, until death do us apart." Drawn into a world of whispered promises and dangerous intimacy, Est must navigate the hunger that burns between them as fiercely as the intrigue surrounding the throne. Within this dangerous, intoxicating intimacy, Est discovers that protecting this prince means more than bearing arms. It means answering every secret look and hushed invitation, melting into a bond deeper and darker than either of them dared imagine. And as their desire burns hotter with every touch, Est learns that belonging to William is no mere duty - it's a hunger neither of them can hide. Content Warnings: This story is a fanfiction which contains explicit sexual content (m/m), mature themes, emotional intensity, power imbalances (due to status differences), possessive behavior, consensual intimacy, jealousy and slow-burn romance. It also features court tensions, exploration of trust and loyalty, and elements of angst and comfort. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Warning⚠️ This story deals with emotional neglect, loneliness within marriage, power imbalance between alpha and omega, pregnancy under pressure, and psychological distress. Some scenes may be emotionally difficult. In an omegaverse ruled by contracts and bloodlines, Est becomes an omega bound to an alpha who never chose him. William, powerful and distant, treats their marriage as nothing more than an obligation. Love was never part of the agreement. Cold nights, unspoken pain, and silent tears become Est's reality. He endures. He stays. He remains silent. Behind closed doors, a bond slowly fractures under neglect and resentment. And when silence reaches its breaking point, consequences can no longer be ignored. Some bonds are forged by law. Others are tested by pain. The question is- what happens when silence can no longer protect the omega?

Porsche Kittisawat never got to enjoy the 'gay side' of his sexuality. He was never anyone's type. Too lanky, too strong, too masculine. Until a guy named Kinn Theerapanyakun came to Yok's bar and propositioned him to be his 'date' for an auction. One night. 50,000 Baht. Playing pretend lovers. Easy right? Wrong. Porsche knows that playing with this man would get his fractured heart tangled in a web of mystery, pain, and possible love. Kinn never had someone that was all for him; living as a mafia boss made relationships too complicated, too messy. That was till he met Porsche and all he wanted to do was free fall into the honey trap of those eyes. Trapped in Kismet, or Destiny together starts with one-night. Will they make it or will it unravel before it's begun?

A RomeMok Fanfiction Themes: Mafia Romance | Slow Burn | Angst | Protective/Possessive Lead/bottom | Emotional Reunion. "I would give you the world, Rome. But to save you, I have to leave you." Rome Arseni is a man of violence and power, but his only weakness is Mhok-his shadow, his bodyguard, and the love of his life. Their bond was unbreakable, a slow-burning fire that survived distance and danger. But a chance encounter in the dark changes everything. Suddenly, Mhok begins to slip away. The calls stop, the smiles fade, and the man Rome trusts most started becoming a stranger. It all leads to one devastating night on a rooftop: a final kiss, a whispered apology, and a goodbye that Rome never saw coming. But he wasn't going to let go. Left in the wreckage of a broken heart, Rome soon discovers that Mhok's departure wasn't a betrayal-it was a shield. When the truth behind the shadows is revealed, Rome will stop at nothing to reclaim what was his. Even if he has to burn the world down to find the man who sacrificed everything for him. 📌 For all the new readers! The first 4 to 5 chapters can feel a bit slow or boring. Honestly, I never thought anyone would actually end up reading or liking this story when I first started it. Like a lot of teenagers, it began just as a fun little fanfic dream on a whim! But looking at how far this story has come-and realizing how many were actually invested in it-really changed things for me. Once I saw that interest, I stepped up my game and put a lot of effort into improving the overall writing quality. So don't Stop reading🤞🏻, I truly hope you enjoy the journey ahead! 💗💗💗

WilliamEst🎸🦈 Will we make it to the end, together?✨

"Love was never part of the deal. But neither was breaking each other." In William Jakrapath's world, tradition isn't questioned, it's obeyed. As the heir to a powerful family, his marriage isn't about love. It's about duty. And his parents have already chosen for him. Est Supha, the quiet, well-mannered son of their closest friends. William doesn't care. He doesn't argue. He doesn't even look at Est beyond what's necessary. Est, with his soft voice and hesitant smiles, hides his trembling behind calmness. But William notices... and ignores it. To him, Est is nothing more than an obligation - a shadow who will follow his rules, stay within his boundaries, and never cross his line. William is in control. Always. And he swears he will never love him. But what happens when silence turns suffocating? When glances last too long? When a shadow dares to step into the light? Because in this house built on tradition, it isn't love that will destroy them... it's everything they're trying not to feel. // mpreg ; smut

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