"15 hearts. One girl. Every emotion, every chaos, every love-through her, they find themselves."
Love can be messy. Chaotic. Beautiful. Painful. And sometimes, it's all of those things at once.
In this collection, every Stray Kids and ENHYPEN member finds themselves caught in the whirlwind of emotions-fear, longing, joy, heartbreak, and everything in between. But through it all, Luna becomes their anchor, their spark, their chaos, and their comfort.
From solos that dive deep into personal struggles, to playful duos, to full-group stories bursting with energy, laughter, and love, each chapter explores what it means to feel, to fall, and to connect.
Some stories will make you laugh. Some will make you cry. Some will leave your heart aching-and some will leave you breathless with hope.
This isn't just a fanfiction collection. It's a journey through hearts, emotions, and the love that binds them all... Through You. 💛
Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the world's most powerful self-made billionaire, the visionary behind the global empire FSC Fashion. At twenty-seven, she is an icon of grace and success-but the runway is a lie. Behind the high-fashion front, Freen is the calculated leader of Thailand's most feared mafia syndicate.
Becky Armstrong is the daughter of the British Ambassador, a law student with a future as bright as her pedigree. She lives a life of order, justice, and privilege-until her father, John Armstrong, makes a fatal mistake. To cover a trail of government corruption, he takes a loan from the wrong person. When the debt comes due and the money is gone, the "Billionaire" comes to collect.
When Freen storms the Armstrong mansion, she doesn't want the money. Her eyes land on Becky, and the ultimatum is set: The debt is cleared if Becky becomes her wife.
The wedding is a cold, hollow ceremony of hatred. Becky loathes the woman who bought her; Freen is enchanted by the girl she trapped. They live as enemies under one roof, bound by a contract that strictly forbids Freen from touching her.
But one night, a haze of alcohol burns through the resentment. The wall of "never" crumbles as the physical distance closes. When they sober up mid-clinch, they discover the one thing they can't deny: they are a disaster in every room of the house, but they are perfection in the bedroom. ---
The debt is paid. The marriage is a warzone.
But the sex? That's the only thing they aren't
fighting about.