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Fire Between Laps

Fire Between Laps

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Bangkok's underground racing scene isn't built for the faint of heart. It's a world of smoke, neon, and asphalt, where speed is survival and rivalry is the only law. Yin doesn't lose. Cold, strategic, and untouchable, he drives like every race is a calculation he's already solved. War doesn't play by the rules. Chaotic, magnetic, and reckless, he thrives on chaos, turning every track into a stage. When a crash brings them face-to-face, their rivalry is born in fire and gasoline. But beneath the roar of engines and the blaze of headlights, another kind of tension ignites, one neither of them can control. Enemies. Rivals. Lovers. Some lines should never be crossed, but on the track, and in the dark corners of Bangkok's nights, Yin and War are already burning past every limit. ⚠️ Disclaimer / Warning : This story is a work of fiction and is not connected in any way to the real lives of Yin Anan or War Wanarat. I deeply respect both artists, and this book is purely an imaginative creation. Additionally, this work contains mature themes and explicit content.
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"You forgetting something?" Yin murmured, voice low and cleanly lethal. "I'm your husband." War's pulse jumped. He forced a grin. "Yeah, on paper." "I'm your husband," Yin said evenly. "On paper or not. And I can show you exactly what that means, right here, if you're confused." "What, you gonna bend me over the washing machine now?" His voice came out too thin, trying for sardonic and landing somewhere closer to pleading. "Tempting." Yin's lips curved into a slow, dark smile. "But a delicate thing like you couldn't take me dry and live to brag about it." ------------ Or, War has spent his whole life being told he was a disgrace. Now his family is parading him down the aisle like a prize - all because the heir to the Wong family happens to like men too. Yin Wong is polished, calculating, and so sinfully gorgeous it feels like a personal vendetta. He also treats their wedding like a merger, their marriage like a chore. And War hates him for it. He also can't stop imagining what's under that suit. He also can't stop imagining what's under that suit.

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