This is a fanfiction about two of my great friends who I think would be adorable together. Mary and Justus. Hopefully they will be getting together soon. They might.
(That description I believe was written by Mary, so I'll say my version. This was a callab between me and Mary, the odd parts are by me on here and the evens are on Mary's book. Basically, this fucked up joyride stars my best friend/ 'sister' Mary and a fucktard who in the end broke Mary's heart named Justus (they never dated, it was just Mary's unrequited love). Seriously, why do you think I discontinued it? That's why. Anyways, this also features our in real life friends and our group the Gay Group, including inside jokes, messed up shit, cussing from my parts, and love of all kinds, so don't like? Then do us all a favor and don't read. Yeah. By the way, I never shipped this pairing, it fucking sucked. Also, Mary made the cover as well. Yup.)
In a world ruled by legacy, two women are forced into a marriage neither of them wanted... but fate might have other plans.
Orm Kornnaphat is a spoiled heiress - fiery, dramatic, and used to getting her way. She's the rebellious daughter of a powerful food export empire, more interested in stuffed toys and late mornings than boardrooms and responsibilities. When her family forces her into an arranged marriage, she's furious - especially when her bride turns out to be the mysterious stranger who once helped her on a night she can't even remember.
Lingling Kwong is the definition of composed. Cold, calculating, and beautiful, she's the only child of the Kwong business dynasty and a boss feared by everyone - but apparently not including her new wife. For Ling, obedience is survival. She's always done what's expected of her, even if it means marrying a bratty stranger for the sake of business and family pride.
Thrown into a high-profile marriage neither of them asked for, Orm and Lingling become unwilling partners in a game far bigger than themselves. From chaotic mornings to silent car rides, office wars to stuffed toys invading private spaces - they're learning that hatred, annoyance, and sarcasm might just blur into something else when you're stuck in the same home, same office... and the same destiny.
Love isn't part of the plan.
But fate? Fate doesn't care what they planned.