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.

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.

The first rays of Bangkok’s sunrise spilled across the penthouse windows, brushing against the silk sheets tangled around Raven Phasukchai. The soft hum of the city far below mingled with the quiet rhythm of his breathing. He blinked awake, hair loose around his face, the faint glow of his smartwatch flashing reminders — “School drop-off, 8:00 AM.”

With a lazy stretch, he slipped from bed and padded into the kitchen. The space gleamed in matte black marble and soft gold accents. He moved with practiced ease — coffee brewing, eggs sizzling, toast popping up. The aroma filled the air, a contrast to the cool, tech-infused silence.

“Time to wake up my little chaos,” he murmured, voice still husky with sleep.

He entered Milah’s room, the only place in the penthouse filled with color — watercolor drawings taped to the walls, stuffed animals on the bed. A small bundle hid under the pink duvet.

“Milah,” he said softly, brushing her hair back. “Morning, princess.”

She groaned dramatically before cracking one eye open. “Five more minutes, Papa.”

“Five minutes turns into being late, and your teacher already suspects I let you sleep too much.”

That made her giggle. Within minutes, she was dressed in her neat uniform, while Raven tied her hair into a perfect ponytail — though she preferred the one he called “the messy star.”

They ate together at the marble island — Milah with strawberry milk and toast, Raven with black coffee and half a smile. Their mornings were always quick but gentle, a rare calm before his day’s intensity began.

The elevator ride to the car was filled with her chatter — about friends, drawings, and the class hamster. Outside, Bangkok shimmered under morning light as Raven’s sleek car cut through the streets. When they reached the school gates, Milah hugged him tightly.

“Pick me up early today!” she said, waving.

“I’ll try, Milah moon.”

He waited until she disappeared inside before exhaling, the softness in his eyes fading into focus. By the time he returned to the penthouse, his expression had shifted — the father becoming the CEO.

He logged into Temptation, the interface lighting up with data streams and client updates. New sign-ups. Consultation requests. He reviewed profiles, verifying assessments, linking each applicant with Dr. Araya for medical evaluations. Others, already approved, awaited personalized coaching schedules.

With a flick of his wrist, Raven confirmed appointments, voice calm and precise. “Let’s begin another day of Temptation.”

He changes into a very sexy unbutton shirt and goes to the secret door in the back of the bookshelf in his bedroom.