Ruined,still his

Ruined,still his

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Dunk looked up into those emotionless, dark eyes, feeling the sheer size and power of the man hovering over him. His breath hitched as Joong thrust, a heavy, unyielding motion that seemed to claim Dunk's very soul. "You're supposed to protect me..." "I am....angel," Joong whispered, his thumb slowly brushing away a tear from Dunk's cheek before sliding down to lightly encircle his throat. "From the board, from the killers, from your own empire. But in this room, Dunk, I am the only law. You don't need protection from your owner ----- Dunk never wanted the empire. Born into one of the most powerful business families, his life was built on expectations instead of freedom. Silence became survival, and obedience became the only choice. Everything changes after an attack meant to threaten his family leaves Dunk vulnerable for the first time. No longer just an heir, he becomes a target. His father responds with control. That's when Joong enters his life. Cold, unreadable, and dangerously disciplined, Joong is assigned as Dunk's personal bodyguard. He's supposed to protect him-nothing more. But constant proximity slowly turns tension into something darker. Because Joong doesn't just become Dunk's shield. He becomes his greatest danger. At first, Dunk hates the suffocating presence beside him-the control, the way Joong watches him like he might shatter. Yet somewhere between danger and routine, resentment turns into awareness, and awareness into something far more dangerous. As boundaries blur between protection and obsession, loyalty and possession, Dunk finds himself trapped in a world where trust breaks easily and love feels destructive. In the middle of power, betrayal, and control, the closer they get, the harder it becomes to escape each other. And even when everything falls apart- Dunk still chooses him. Even if it destroys him
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Some stories don't begin with love. They begin with presence. Unwanted. Uninvited. Unavoidable. Dunk Natachai was never meant to belong in Joong Archen Aydin's world. He stayed in the corners, in the silences, in the spaces no one looked twice at. But Joong did. Not loudly. Not intentionally. But consistently. What started as glances that meant nothing- lingered a second too long. Smiles that weren't meant- were remembered. And distance that was carefully built- began to fail. They never named it. Never claimed it. Never allowed it to exist fully. Because some connections don't grow with closeness- they grow in restraint. In everything left unsaid. And then- Dunk leaves. No explanation. No goodbye. No trace left behind except silence that feels heavier than presence ever did. Five years later- he returns. Not the same. Not alone. With him- a child. Quiet. Observant. Carrying pieces of a story no one was allowed to finish. A name that shouldn't exist. A resemblance that cannot be ignored. And eyes that look too familiar- to be coincidence. Because some stories don't end when people walk away. They wait. And when they return- they don't ask for permission. They rewrite everything.

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