Boun and Prem have been married for 3 years, but their relationship has lasted 7 years. They met in college and started dating and their love was like a dream come true. One day Boun comes home from work but Prem is not at home. What happened? When he finds the letter on his desk, only then he understands everything. This is the story of a marriage where love disappears. When one loves the other but forgets to love sometimes. Can they find that spark again and rekindle the fire in their hearts? Yes, but it's going to be a long road. I write this story from my heart and my own experiences because even though love is eternal, it can be overshadowed by many shadows. The story has a sad theme, if you can't handle sad feelings, please don't read the story. Thank you.

"Let's just stop playing this game," Boun gestured between himself and Prem, "I don't think we should be friends anymore." Hearing those words come from Boun's mouth damn near crushed Prem to pieces. How could they not be friends anymore? They had been joined at the hip since four and seven. "Please don't be mad at me, hia!" Prem pleaded, "It was just a kiss, we kiss all the time, usually I'm not seeing someone, but we just...got caught up in the moment, alcohol was flowing," He trailed off. Every time Prem and Boun ended up in these compromising situations, Prem would blow it off with random excuses or simply say, they were experimenting, it was impulsive hormones, curiosity, or their emotions running high. Did it ever occur to Prem that friends didn't do what they did with one another? Boun and Prem have been best friends since childhood. Along the way Boun fell in love with Prem but was never brave enough to express his true feelings. Their friendship became extremely complicated, and now it's hanging on by a thread.

Two empires at war. One marriage to end it. And two men who refuse to kneel. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐦 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐭 - the cold, feared heir of the Russian Bratva. A man raised on discipline, blood, and absolute control. Merciless. Calculated. Untouchable. 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧 𝐍𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐭 - the charming yet ruthless prince of the American Mafia. Sharp smile. Sharper mind. A king who rules through fear disguised as elegance. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ To stop the bloodshed, their families arrange a marriage neither of them wants. Both dominant. Both dangerous. Both accustomed to command - never surrender. But in a world built on power and revenge, passion becomes another weapon, and love... the most lethal betrayal of all. Because when two kings share a crown - someone always bleeds. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Published ~~9Nov2025 Completed on: ✨ 16 February ✨ 1 K ~~22 Nov 2025

"This is stupid let us out!" Boun yelled. "I'm not staying in this room for another minute with this asshole!" Prem raged. "Well, that's just too bad." Ohm spoke calmly through the intercom. "We're not letting you two out until your friends again." Fluke finished. Boun and Prem were best friends since birth, but it all ended on Prem's eleventh birthday. They hated each other ever since. Fed-up with their constant bickering, on Prem's twenty-first birthday, their friends lock them up in a room, and refuse to let them out until they are friends again.