Charlotte Austin is a powerful CEO who's built her tech empire by sacrificing everything-including her health. She doesn't have time for food, feelings, or the foolish idea of love. Her only fuel? Coffee and ambition. Enter Engfa Waraha, a nutritionist with a calm voice, steady hands, and a stubborn heart. Assigned to care for Charlotte's neglected body, she shows up with meal plans, herbal teas, and a silent mission: to teach Charlotte how to eat, breathe, and maybe even live. What begins as a battle of wills becomes something warmer, sweeter, and far more dangerous. Because food may keep Charlotte alive, But it's Engfa who makes her feel alive.

She's the type who walks into a room and silences it with a glare-CEO, perfectionist, easily angered and impossible to impress. Life, for her, is a checklist of wins and control. Then she met her. Soft-spoken, unfailingly kind, and stubborn in the gentlest way. A quiet force of nature with a smile that disarms, and a secret buried deep in her skull-an aneurysm that could rupture at any moment. They were opposites. One ran from vulnerability. The other lived with its shadow every day. What began as a clash of personalities slowly unraveled into late-night confessions, stolen glances, and love that neither of them saw coming. But with time quite literally ticking inside her head, every shared moment is a fight-not just against fear, but for something worth staying alive for.

Engfa Waraha is a 28-year-old millionaire. She owns one of the largest nightclubs in town. She has a close group of friends and wears her heart on her sleeve, even though she is always hurt in the end. Charlotte Austin, a 26-year-old businesswoman, has a two-year-old daughter. She has been through so much in life that she has given up on finding love. She is frigid to others and only expresses affection and her true personality to close friends and family. Author's Note: This story is an adaptation of [Flash2497]'s work, "[The Bumping Accident]." All rights to the original story belong to @Flash2497

They were never supposed to fall in love. The Warahas and the Austins-two empires built on pride, power, and legacy. Together, they controlled half of Bangkok. Money. Influence. Generational tension. And for decades, one rule remained unbroken: Do not cross lines. Do not do business. Do not dine. Do not fall in love. But then came Charlotte Austin and Engfa Waraha. From High School hallways to university dorms.... From whispered promises to wedding vows. They defied every warning. They kissed in back hallways while their families made threats in boardrooms. They snuck away from galas to whisper dreams in parking lots lined with limousines. And one day... they got married. The whole of Bangkok celebrated. A love that ended a legacy of rivalry-headlines, press, pure joy. Two hearts swearing forever-against all odds. The Austins were furious. The Warahas were livid. But love... love softened everything. The families made peace. They broke bread. They built empires-together. Waraha x Austin became the business world's most powerful alliance. ⸻ Until the night it all shattered. One brutal fight. One overdose. One memory-erased. Engfa Waraha woke up with no recollection of the woman she married. And fate?It had the audacity to bring Charlotte Austin back into her life...This time, as her therapist. But Charlotte?She remembers everything. The vows. The kisses. The heartbreak. And Engfa? She's falling in love all over again....With the woman she once called hers. But what happens when the memories come back?Will love survive it all.. Or destroy them both-twice? ⸻

How far can you despise someone before the lines between hate and something else start to blur? Charlotte Austin lands the role of Iris in a new series, only to discover her love interest, Voss, is played by none other than the person she despises most; Engfa Waraha. Their unresolved tension and stubborn pride from the past spark anew, igniting a fierce animosity on set as they navigate the ruthless world of Hollywood. Forced to confront their shared past, they find themselves entangled in a web of mixed emotions, questioning if hatred and attraction can coexist... or if their feelings were ever truly hatred at all? Rated R ⚠️ for explicit content ***** This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.

Entre destinos marcados e voos que não constam nos mapas, duas mulheres se cruzam onde o céu toca o silêncio. Engfa Waraha - cantora tailandesa, ícone nacional e figura pública impecável - vive cercada por holofotes, mas esconde no íntimo o peso de nunca pousar em lugar algum. Charlotte Austin - comissária de bordo exemplar, fria, elegante e disciplinada - domina cada protocolo como quem constrói muros internos. Quando um bilhete é deixado discretamente sob um copo de plástico em um voo de primeira classe, nenhuma das duas sabe que aquele gesto inocente abriria uma turbulência emocional silenciosa e irreversível. Agora, com Engfa recém-anunciada como embaixadora da Emirates e Charlotte designada para uma missão confidencial, suas rotas se cruzam novamente - mas o reencontro, se vier, carregará o peso do não-dito, da disciplina contra o desejo, do acaso vestido de destino. É uma história sobre o que se vê nas entrelinhas, o que se sente no espaço entre as palavras, e o que ainda pode acontecer quando ninguém mais está olhando.

Engfa Waraha never believed in fate - until it threw her straight into the path of Charlotte Austin, the one person she couldn't stand. To Engfa, Charlotte was nothing but a spoiled, entitled brat - the type of girl who had always looked down on her, believing the world owed her everything. And to Charlotte, Engfa was the player who never took anything seriously, always playing the system. But fate, relentless and unforgiving, had other plans. One moment - one touch - and everything changed. What began as a fierce rivalry between two girls who couldn't have been more different slowly evolved into something more complicated, more dangerous. A storm of hate, desire, and undeniable connection - woven together by a force neither could comprehend. Then, without warning, Charlotte vanished. No explanations, no goodbyes. Engfa never understood why Charlotte left - and maybe that was the worst part. It wasn't just the absence; it was that she disappeared when they'd finally begun to understand each other. Years passed. The questions never left. The rage dulled. The emptiness remained. Just as Engfa thought she'd finally moved on, fate dragged her back to Charlotte - in a sleek office, in one unforgettable moment. What if fate had never let go, forcing them to confront what they could never forget? What if facing the truth could unite them in ways they couldn't predict? The space between past and present is filled with unanswered questions: Charlotte's disappearance, and the unbreakable bond that continues to shape their lives. ***** ⚠️‼️ This story contains: - Intersex themes (G!P) - Mature/explicit content - Angst If this isn't your cup of tea, feel free to skip it. Consider yourself warned 👀 This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.

Charlotte Austin's life was built on a foundation of success: a thriving career, a devoted girlfriend, and a grandmother who was her only remaining family - until she wasn't. When her grandmother's health fades, a forgotten promise resurfaces - one made long before Charlotte could grasp the weight of true commitment. A vow that binds her to the last person Charlotte would ever trust - and the very person she's spent her life avoiding. Engfa Waraha. The self-centered player from Charlotte's past. The tormentor who turned Charlotte's life into a battleground. The feeling was mutual. Charlotte saw Engfa as a superficial ideal - the last person who could ever understand the meaning of loyalty - and Engfa saw Charlotte as nothing more than the fake girl, the embodiment of everything she despised. But fate, it seems, has a way of turning everything upside down. In a single, fateful moment, everything they thought they knew about themselves and their futures shatters. Now bound by a promise neither of them fully understands, they're caught in an unavoidable web of secrets, betrayal, and a connection they can't escape. It all begins with a bitter vow - and neither of them could have anticipated where it would lead. ***** 🚫⚠️This story contains strong language, explicit sexual content, slow-burn romance, and heavy angst. If these themes aren't for you, please proceed with caution or skip this story. Read at your own risk. ☺ This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.

One drunken night, Engfa and Charlotte, who were never close but shared hidden chemistry, get intimate. They try to forget it - but that night awakens something too real to bury. Guilt, tension, denial, and growing emotions unravel everything they thought they knew about each other... and themselves.

"Wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life" It was raining the night it happened, when she realized her love was not going to be returned, she had hoped and waited but finally she had enough, she never thought she would be the one ending things but if she didn't do it who else? She had to be the bad guy, take the fall, while the one she loved just stayed silent. Charlotte life was going to change the moment she decided to leave MGI, not renewing her contract.