Desire and Blood

Desire and Blood

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Keng Harit has spent years suppressing his bloodlust, haunted by a deadly mistake that cost him control. But when he encounters Namping, whose blood carries an intoxicating, addictive sweetness, Keng's restraint shatters. Consumed by the taste, Keng struggles to keep his darker instincts at bay while Namping, unaware of the danger he's in, finds himself drawn to the man whose touch leaves him dazed and wanting more. As the line between hunger and desire blurs, Keng must decide - consume Namping completely or risk losing control once again
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Keng, a powerful yet emotionally detached businessman, never believed in love. His life is built on control, contracts, and calculated risks-a world where money can solve anything, including loneliness. That's why when Namping, a struggling artist with nowhere to turn, stumbles into his life, Keng offers him a simple solution: a contract. A sugar arrangement. Namping gets financial security-no more worrying about rent, no more exhausting part-time jobs. In return, all he has to do is be by Keng's side when needed. Dinners, events, late-night conversations over fine wine... but no feelings. At least, that was the rule. But Namping is nothing like the people Keng has kept around before. He's unpredictable, too stubborn for his own good, too warm for Keng's cold world. He teases, he laughs, he softens the edges of Keng's carefully guarded heart. And Keng? He finds himself breaking his own rules. What was supposed to be a business arrangement turns into stolen glances, lingering touches, late-night confessions neither of them should be making. "You were supposed to be temporary." "Then why does it feel like I'm the only thing real in your life?" The closer they get, the more the lines blur. Keng tells himself it's just desire. That it's not love. That he could let go anytime. But when the contract ends, will he be able to?

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