North, Ter, Phoon, and Dao are four boys stitched together by shared pain-broken homes, emotional scars, and the quiet understanding that no one was coming to save them. Fresh out of high school and desperate for freedom, they run south, chasing distance from their pasts and a paycheck big enough to buy them a future. Their refuge? A luxurious golf-and-beach resort where survival comes in the form of tips, overtime, and biting sarcasm. Enter the Dragon Heirs. Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah-infamous, obscenely rich, and untouchable. The heirs to the country's most powerful empire are worshipped and feared in equal measure. Resort staff whisper about them like urban legends: rude, ruthless, and dangerously cruel. Everyone avoids them. Everyone-except four broke, traumatized boys who desperately need tuition money. Unlike the rest, North and his friends couldn't care less about family empires or terrifying reputations. To them, the Dragon Heirs aren't monsters-they're walking ATMs. Whether it's enduring verbal abuse as caddies, driving them around like unpaid therapists, serving drinks while being flirted with and insulted in the same breath, or simply standing there looking pretty enough to earn a tip, they take it all with a forced smile and a sharp tongue. Fear doesn't pay for college-but sarcasm might. When a runaway, problematic gang collides with four spoiled, power-drunk young masters, chaos is inevitable. Insults turn into banter. Power plays turn into lingering looks. Somewhere between arguments, accidental confessions, and very inappropriate tension, something dangerous starts to bloom. Is it just chaos? Or is it romance-loud, messy, ridiculous romance-threatening to ruin all of them in the best way possible?

Four billionaire heirs. Forty candidates. One live-streamed matchmaking competition-because obviously, love should be handled like a corporate merger. Johan, Arthit, Hill, and Tonfah never signed up for The Matchmaking Love Draft, but their meddling family insists: choose a partner or Grandpa picks one for you. Meanwhile, broke college students North, Easter, Typhoon, and Daotok accidentally save a very drunk, very rich auntie-only to wake up as unwilling contestants. Now, it's billionaires vs. chaos, with cutthroat rivals, ridiculous challenges, and an overenthusiastic grandma already knitting wedding sweaters in multiple sizes-just in case. Love? Maybe. Sanity? Long gone. And worst of all-they can't escape. _________________________________________________________________ So... here we go again. My second story. Apparently, my obsession with the Fourever You cast is so strong that even finishing an entire my very first story wasn't enough to satisfy it. Nope. My brain said, One more. Just one more. And here we are. All character names are lovingly borrowed from the Fourever You cast, but the chaos? 100% my own creation. Buckle up. Let's enjoy this second round of madness together!