Against it
Palm Sittichai, a 23-year-old with soft curls, blue eyes, and dimples that could melt anyone’s heart, runs a small boutique called Tropical. Known for his beauty and kindness, he’s meticulous about his skin and fashion. Beneath his gentle demeanor, however, lies a deep bias—Palm can’t stand same-sex love and avoids anyone who identifies that way. Living with his 16-year-old sister, Pam, in a tiny apartment, he gives her the bedroom while he sleeps in the living room. Pam adores him but often challenges his stubborn morals. After discovering his girlfriend’s betrayal, Palm drowns his pain in alcohol at a bar. There, in his drunken haze, he meets Rit Chanonchai—the 28-year-old youngest self-made billionaire in Thailand. Rit, all sharp edges and intoxicating charm, with a sculpted body and confident smirk, is everything Palm claims to despise yet can’t look away from. Known in business for his fairness and control, Rit’s off-duty life is wild and irresistible. That night, blurred by alcohol and confusion, Palm flirts with Rit, drawn by something he refuses to name. One impulsive encounter leads them to a passionate night together. The next morning, horror and denial consume Palm. Furious and ashamed, he lashes out at Rit, swearing never to see him again. But Rit—curious, intrigued, and unexpectedly captivated by Palm’s mix of innocence and fire—refuses to back down. For Rit, this isn’t about conquest anymore. It’s about unraveling the guarded heart of the boy who swore he’d never fall for a man.The soft hum of the air conditioner was the first sound Palm heard when his heavy eyelids flickered open. His head throbbed violently, a dull ache pulsing behind his eyes as if his skull had been split in two. He groaned, turning to his side, the silk sheet brushing against his bare skin. It took him a moment to realize — bare. Completely bare.
The unfamiliar scent of expensive cologne and faint traces of whiskey filled the air. The sheets were too smooth, too luxurious. This wasn’t his couch in the tiny living room. This wasn’t home. Panic fluttered in his chest as fragments of the night before clawed their way into his foggy mind — the bar lights, the laughter, the man with the sharp jawline and mischievous eyes. The heat of his touch. The way Palm had leaned closer, drunk on both alcohol and temptation.
He shot upright, the blanket falling to his waist. His heart stopped. The man from his blurred memory — Rit Chanonchai — was lying next to him, still asleep, one arm draped casually across the bed. The morning sun filtered through the half-closed curtains, casting golden light across his chiseled body. He looked infuriatingly peaceful, his breathing steady, lips slightly parted.
Palm’s stomach twisted. Shame and disbelief crashed through him all at once. What have I done?
He stumbled out of bed, searching for his clothes scattered around the room — a shirt by the nightstand, pants hanging halfway off a chair. His reflection in the mirror stopped him cold. His lips were bruised, neck marked with faint traces of last night’s recklessness. The realization hit him harder than any hangover. He had slept with a man — with that man.
“Leaving already?” Rit’s voice, low and husky, drifted from behind. Palm froze.
Rit was awake now, leaning lazily on one elbow, watching him with a knowing smirk. His dark eyes glimmered with amusement, as if the situation was nothing more than an amusing game.
Palm clenched his fists, fury masking the shame burning beneath his skin. “Don’t—” his voice cracked, “don’t you dare talk to me.”
Rit tilted his head, still calm. “You didn’t seem to mind last night.”
The words sliced through him like glass. “Shut up!” Palm snapped, yanking on his shirt, refusing to meet Rit’s gaze. “That… that was a mistake. I don’t even know what happened. Just—forget it ever did.”
He stormed toward the door, his voice trembling. “Stay away from me.”
As the door slammed shut behind him, Rit lay back against the pillows, a slow, intrigued smile curving his lips.
For the first time in years, Rit Chanonchai had found something — or rather, someone — he couldn’t buy, couldn’t predict, and definitely couldn’t forget.
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We Are
Daon, dangerously handsome with sharp features and piercing black eyes, carries a presence that demands attention. His natural black hair, often dyed in striking shades, along with subtle tattoos and ear piercings, fuels his mysterious allure. Rarely seen smiling, he hides a playful side that only surfaces with his members or loyal fans. Broad-shouldered and disciplined, Daon looks invincible, yet beneath it all, his heart bears scars unseen by the world. As VNX’s lead rapper, sub vocalist, and occasional producer, Daon’s artistry is raw and magnetic. On stage, he is a storm — fierce, commanding, unforgettable. Off stage, he is quiet and restrained, struggling to voice emotions yet deeply protective of those he loves. His connection with Jinwoo, the eldest, is especially unshakable. Years ago, when Daon nearly surrendered to despair, it was Jinwoo who saved him, pulling him back from the edge. Since then, Daon’s loyalty has been unwavering, his bond with the group his anchor. VNX — with Jinwoo, Daon, Hyunjae, Minho, Taeyon, Kyungmin, and Suhwan — reign as the world’s biggest boy group, billionaires, and cultural icons. Each member shines in solo pursuits, yet they remain under one roof, choosing brotherhood over distance. Their shared home, filled with laughter and late-night talks, reminds them of where they began. Loved fiercely by fans and targeted by critics, VNX navigate fame’s highs and shadows together. At its core, this story follows Daon — a journey of healing, trust, and rediscovering light through the brothers who refuse to let him fall.
Temptation
Raven Phasukchai is 25 years old, dangerously handsome, sexy, hot, attractive, broad shoulders, big abs and slim waist. He has long hair and often braids it, has tattoos, earrings, very tall, naughty, flirty, he turns head with all genders. He is a tech guru so he designed a app for himself, the app is called Temptation. Temptation is an app that people both males or females that are virgins or not good at sexual hires Raven for sexual lessons. He teaches them how to satisfy their partners, some add up them obsessed with Raven and hire him more and more just to satisfy themselves. He is the alpha male in the sheets topping both males and females. His lessons are very expensive, he charges for subscription (1000 baht) and charges the fees (set an expensive fee) for the lessons per hour but they pay without thinking twice. He has been giving lessons since he was 18. So he is rich through the lessons and live in a penthouse and drive a sport car. He has a adopted daughter called Milah, she is seven years old and she was dropped at his doorstep when she was a baby and he was 18 and he took her in. Milah is his whole world so he keeps his lessons away from her. He has a big apartment where he organized the lessons.
Famous
Peral (born Samira Delgado Peralta) is a 24-year-old rapper, billionaire, and one of the most influential young celebrities in the world. Born in The Bronx to a Dominican father and a Trinidadian mother of Afro-Caribbean and Spanish descent, she embodies a blend of cultures that shines through in her music and fashion. Peral first rose to fame on Instagram, where her short freestyle rap clips went viral for their raw energy and bold lyrics. Her unapologetic presence caught the attention of one of the biggest record labels, and once signed, her career exploded. Within a few years, she became a household name, with chart-topping singles and albums dominating global playlists. Known for her beauty and bold style, Peral flaunts long hair, statement tattoos, and a figure enhanced by cosmetic surgeries she openly embraces. She’s a trendsetter, fashionista, and twerk queen who sets social media on fire with every appearance. On stage, she’s wild, confident, and electrifying. Off stage, she’s transparent, funny without trying, and deeply connected to her family and fans. Peral is a workaholic, a lyrical force, and a cultural icon whose influence extends beyond music. While she thrives as a party animal and unapologetic free spirit, she’s equally known for being down-to-earth, loving kids, and staying true to her roots. Admired and fantasized about across all ages and genders, she’s built one of the biggest fan bases in the world—alongside an army of haters who only fuel her fire. Peral isn’t just an artist—she’s a global movement.
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