MasukShe was so petite, yet so incredibly sexy. Especially that pale skin and those lush, soft curves. Thamnithi could barely catch his breath. The very thing he had just commanded to ‘deflate’ seemed to be enthusiastically ‘inflating’ all over again.
She walked through the house as if she owned the place. Even he, the legally rightful owner, had no idea where the house stamp was kept, yet she knew exactly where to go.
The little
Parawee's eyes were hollow, swimming with a potent mix of profound grief and devastating disappointment. He had absolutely no one left. He drove back to the condo that used to be his and Kajarin's shared home. Some of her belongings still sat exactly where she had left them. He hadn't dared to touch them, as if keeping them untouched meant the owner might one day return to claim them.The apartment was suffocatingly silent, desolate, and dark. Even Nicha, the woman he once thought he loved more than life itself, had completely betrayed him. Where was he supposed to go from here? What was he supposed to do?His phone rang, shattering the dead silence.The screen lit up with the caller ID.'Methaya'He answered the call, an idea suddenly taking shape in his mind."What is it?""Where are you, Wee? There are some urgent documents that need your signature," Methaya said, delibera
The press conference was set to begin at any moment. Reporters and media personnel from almost every outlet were packed into the room. Recording devices were lined up across the press table, where the cyber police and the legal team were already seated and waiting.He and his team had thought everything through meticulously. His decision was absolute and final. Even though Papon and several others had strongly objected, he was going to follow through with his conviction. It was the only way to ensure a peaceful life for himself and the woman he loved.The young actor wore a formal dark blue suit, his face as strikingly handsome as ever. The moment Thamnithi stepped out, the entire room shifted, all attention immediately locking onto him."Here he comes!""Tham is here!""Quiet!""Hurry, get a shot!"He walked out alongside the poli
Late at night, in a sprawling corporate office building in the heart of the city."Wee, please, help me and your mother-in-law. We're family, after all," Theera pleaded with the young man standing before him."You know I can't do anything to help, Father," Parawee replied flatly, his expression cold and unreadable."Why not, Wee? Two hundred million baht would be enough to keep our business afloat for another three months. It's enough to invest in the next batch of products," Theera desperately tried to explain. Two hundred million baht was a mere drop in the bucket for the Thanisornkul empire, but it was exactly what his crumbling business needed right now.Parawee's expression tightened, his profound discomfort visible. He had received direct orders from Tycoon Chayon regarding this exact issue: sever all ties and refuse any financial assistance to Kajarin's family. He could use whatever excuse he
The moment Papon returned from abroad, he sped straight to Thamnithi's new house. Still dressed like a tourist, fresh off his flight, he urgently summoned the legal team, the social media PR team, and the company's IT department to convene at the superstar's residence. Given the current crisis, it was far too risky for his boss to leave the house.The young secretary was absolutely certain the agency's headquarters was currently swarming with reporters.When Thamnithi woke up that morning, preparing to stick to his schedule, he was met with a barrage of calls canceling his appearances and terminating his contracts. Only a handful of companies still had faith in the young actor.He checked the feedback online. It was glaringly obvious that this was Bellie's handiwork. Who else had access to his home besides her? He would wait for his legal team to arrive and pursue this to the absolute bitter end. Not
Parawee arranged to meet the anonymous tipster who claimed to have a lead on Kajarin's whereabouts at a secluded, dimly lit restaurant. The tipster had promised to hand over a vital piece of evidence to prove she truly knew where Kajarin was hiding.The young businessman arrived at the scheduled time, with Methaya driving the car instead of Kampon. He trusted this secretary infinitely more than his usual driver; he suspected Kampon was one of Tycoon Chayon's moles planted to monitor his every move."Where exactly are we going, Wee?" Methaya asked for directions so she could drop him off at the right location. When he first called her, she had thought there was a deeper, perhaps more personal reason, only to realize he merely needed a chauffeur. The young woman couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment."Thaniya Alley," he replied flatly, his hollow gaze fixed out the window, staring blankly at the pass
"This bad girl doesn't want to be punished," she purred, looking up through her wet lashes with a gaze so fiercely seductive it could bring a saint to his knees.Thamnithi felt like he was losing his damn mind. How could he possibly punish her when she looked up at him with such devastating, filthy innocence?Beneath the churning water, Kajarin's hips became a lethal weapon. Her relentless, heavy grinding was driving her completely over the edge. She rolled her hips, trapping his thick, aching length against her swollen cleft, her eyes fluttering shut as a broken, needy moan tore from her throat. She locked her arms around his neck, shamelessly using his hard body to chase her own climax. It seemed the articles were right—the warm water really did strip away a woman's inhibitions.He decided to let her ride out her dirty little game for now. He could always ruthlessly wreck her later."Does it
When Thamnithi snapped his fingers, the garden was instantly bathed in light. He saw her eyes widen in surprise. That adorable face of hers made his breath catch in his throat. Whenever she smiled, Thamnithi felt as if he had fallen under a spell. He admit
Star left the room key and condo keycard on the dining table. This morning, she didn't have to force herself out of bed. She didn't have to force herself to cook terrible food, and she certainly didn't have to force him to eat it anymore.Her beautiful eyes lande
The sound of his belt buckling hit her ears like a death knell. Star felt the heavy, insistent pressure of him against her back. With one hand, Wee unceremoniously stripped away her lace underwear before guiding his hardness into her slick, aching warmth."Ah..." A soft, melodic moan escaped Star’s
Tham felt a surge of irritation. This woman had dragged him headfirst into her chaotic mess, which was a hell of a reward for a Good Samaritan who had only tried to get her to the hospital.As he pulled the petite woman out of the building, she twisted her wrist, struggling to break free from his l







