Not Perfect People, But The Perfect Match
22 parts Ongoing Jakrapatr Kaewpanpong, William, known for the empire he built on silence and steel, a man whose name was enough to make even seasoned killers hesitate. Calculating, untouchable, and merciless, he was the kind of boss who didn't need to raise his voice-his presence alone carried the weight of death. Nothing stirred him, not money, not betrayal, not even blood. He was the cold constant in a world of chaos, a man whose heart had long ago been buried under layers of survival and control.
But then came the weakness he never foresaw-quiet, unassuming, slipping past his defenses before he even realized it. Suddenly, the man who once thought himself immune to attachment found his composure cracking in subtle, dangerous ways: a lingering glance, a hesitation before giving an order, the ghost of warmth where only ice had reigned. And it terrified him more than bullets ever could-because in his world, a weakness wasn't just a feeling. It was a target.