Prapai Theerapanyakull was a typical golden boy. He was handsome, funny, always well dressed, highly educated, and had a dream body, not to mention the size of... his bank account. He was like that for everyone, but he also happened to be the only heir to the Thai mafia. Son of Kinn and Porsche Theerapanyakul. How did he get to where he is? Nobody knows, but they are certain it was not easy. Sky, just Sky. He is a simple architecture student. He doesn't like anything extravagant or too flashy. He only has one dream: to live a simple life and build houses for those who need them. They live different lives, but by some accident they find each other, and not everything is what it looks like... Maybe behind every golden boy there's a rusty soul... Maybe the origin of a dream is the daskest nightmare. Maybe these two are made for each other... maybe not... Author's note: Hello, beautiful people! Still as bad at writing descriptions as in my last story. Anyway, I promise the book is interesting, and you won't regret reading it. I'm putting a lot of effort into writing this, and I really hope you like it! Thank you for giving it a change. <3
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