"Power isn't taught. It's tested-and most don't survive the audit. WELCOME TO THE SUCCESSION" Succession is where power learns it will never be punished. It is not a school. It is a closed system designed to refine heirs who already own pieces of the country-energy, weapons, infrastructure, policy. Everyone admitted is old money. Everyone is disposable. The Academy exists to decide who remains useful. Nothing here is illegal. Everything here is intentional. People don't fail. They are reclassified. Reputations collapse through paperwork. Futures end in private meetings. Violence happens without impact, without witnesses, without consequences. Silence is enforced. Compliance is recorded. What breaks students is never visible enough to name. Pond Naravit enters, carrying an empire built on fuel, grids, and dependency. Phuwin Tangsakyuen enters with a legacy forged in arms contracts and sanctioned conflict. Their families have circled each other for generations-never allied, never at peace. The hostility is structural. It doesn't require emotion. Succession places them in proximity. The Academy thrives on pressure. On watching incompatible forces occupy the same space until something gives. Desire is not discouraged. Cruelty is not corrected. Everything is observed. Everything is ranked. No one here becomes good. Some become necessary. Succession does not teach morality. It teaches continuity. And it has never cared about what it costs.

Pond Naravit is broke enough to answer a suspiciously vague job listing titled: "Private Companion Needed for Social Events." The pay is ridiculous. The expectations seem simple. Pretend to be someone's boyfriend. Attend fancy dinners. Look convincing. What Pond does not expect is for the client to be Phuwin Tangsakyuen-rich, composed, and rumored to be the kind of person you really shouldn't annoy. Phuwin didn't expect Pond either. But somehow the chaotic university student who talks too much and smiles too easily ends up signing the contract anyway. It's temporary. Strictly professional. Just a public arrangement for appearances. There are rules. There are boundaries. And absolutely no emotional involvement. Unfortunately, Pond has never been very good at following rules.

At Aureline University, people like them don't usually belong. Not in buildings named after billionaires. Not at invitation-only parties hidden above the city. Not in hallways filled with students who wear power like perfume. But this year is different. A new batch of transfer students arrives on campus under circumstances nobody fully understands, and suddenly Aureline feels smaller than it used to. Friend groups shift. Rumors spread faster. People start paying attention to the wrong things. Especially the wrong people. Diesel. Style. Atom. Warich. Boys everyone knows about long before meeting them. And somehow, despite every warning, Day, Fadel, Tinn, and Tan keep ending up in their orbit. Maybe it's coincidence. Maybe it's curiosity. Maybe some disasters are impossible to avoid. Because somewhere between late-night conversations, reckless decisions, crowded dorm rooms, and the kind of secrets nobody says out loud, things begin changing too quickly for anyone to stop them. At Aureline, appearances matter. Reputations matter more. And love? Love is the easiest thing to lie about. Afterall, love is easy. It's trust that ruins people.

Pond Naravit must marry to secure his company, but his plans shatter when he discovers his fiancée's betrayal. Desperate, he impulsively marry a complete stranger-Phuwin Vihokratana. He never expected to end up with a sharp-tongued, high-maintenance who turns his life into pure chaos. Phuwin isn't just a headache-he's the youngest spoil son to a powerful mafia empire, and he's keeping that secret buried beneath a smirk. Their marriage is supposed to be a temporary act, a carefully crafted lie to keep Pond in power. But as forced affection turns into something real, secrets begin to unravel. Is this marriage their greatest mistake or their only salvation? Will this marriage end in passion or in ruin? A Novel where Pond Naravit x Phuwin Tangsakyuen as the Main Lead.

𝑫𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒖𝒉 𝒌𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒌𝒆𝒋𝒊 𝑩𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒉𝒌𝒂𝒉 𝒌𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒉 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒊? ❗terinspirasi dari banyak sejarah, namun cerita ini tetap fiktif belaka, jika ada kemiripan tragedi atau peristiwa, ya memang sengaja 🫶

Just want to try a Fanfiction for Pondphuwin and Perthsanta.Hope you all like it ❤️

[ BOOK 1 ] Phuwin Vihokratana yang jatuh cinta dengan kapten team basketball sekolahnya, Pond Naravit. 2 june 2023 26 June 2023

Tentang phuwin dan segala problem nya terkait sahabat sang pacar :) " pacar kamu itu aku atau dunk sih? " sewot phuwin dengan lelaki di depannya. " dunk itu temen kecil aku sayang " tangan pond mencoba meraih tangan yang lebih muda di depannya, sedang marah. " udah sana pacaran sama dunk, aku pulang sendiri aja " ucap phuwin ketus memutarkan badannya meninggalkan pond begitu saja. " astaga sayang " entah sudah berapa kali pond menangani situasi seperti ini dan entah sampai kapan phuwin akan mengerti.