Arthit×Kongpop They had there own past .They love a person in there past. They don't know they meant for eachother. why they married for just to be roommate. Will there hate for eachother will change.

Five years ago, Kongpob and Arthit got married. And now, Kongpob was staring blankly at the patient in front of him. His estranged husband. Arthit blinked his eyes at him and smiled tentatively. He even tilted his head and asked in a hoarse voice: "Do I know you?" Kongpob gritted his teeth and simply nodded. "I am sorry but I don't know who you are..", said Arthit as he winced. Kongpob closed his eyes briefly. The doctor was right. Arthit was amnesiac. ****************** Cover credits to red_sun15. A big thanks to her!

Kongpope has been in love with step-brother Arthit yet he cannot profess his love for him in fear of losing his younger brother trust. Until he finally find the courage to profess to his love on the reception Arthit tie knot with his wife. Will this be the end for Kongpope's love or just a beginning?

Have you ever married a stranger? Stranger with the same gender as you are? While being drunk? Without being able to cancel it for a year? -------------------- HAPPY ENDING! Note: Only one sex scene is in the story - in one of the specials, marked as Special S. Chapter.

No description. Just read. The story is mine but the character is belong to Author sotus ( bittersweet ). Higest Rank #47 in thriller Thanks, Lazy Writer

Arthit love Kongpob and want to build a future with him. On Kongpob birthday, he want to give a special gift to him but Kongpob ask him to break up because He will marry his childhood friend. Arthit decide to run away with his dark secret. Will both of them meet again?

"When something wrong feels so right, and something right feels so wrong, but he's too addictive to quit and too obsessed to let go." -- "Was it good? " toned laced with sarcasm, I made sure it was on point. "Yes, so good. Want a taste of it? " Furrowed brows, "I think that's the last bottle. " "Who says you need another bottle? " Before I could process what Krist said, he pulled me by my jeans and slammed his lips against mine. Quickly, his tongue asked for access inside my already slightly ajar mouth. His lips was cold and his tongue taste like whiskey, like as promised. It was all sudden yet I managed to respond as soon as I came to my senses.

Arthit finds himself in the middle of a civil war between werewolves, and his only hopes of surviving lies at the hands of a misfit pack and their leader, Kongpob.