Captured (Joong Dunk FF)
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Joong Dunk Fan Fiction
When the CEO's obsession for Dunk goes on a different level, he will not stop until he owns his prey.
The mediocre life of Dunk is about to make a good 360.
This is a spinoff (kinda) of my Short Story with the same title under The boys- Imagines.
***Warning***
Some chapters will have NCs and scenarios that maybe triggering to some, as the tag implies this book contains mature content so if this is not your cup of tea you may skip this one. I'll be adding the emoji 🔞 for chapters that includes NCs.
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Let's enjoy this experience together.
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Adult Content
Mature
Manipulation
Smut
18+
Forced
NC scenes
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"Fucking... asshole..." Dunk cursed under his breath, his body trembling from the overwhelming sensations. Joong leaned in, voice low and vicious against his ear. "That's right," Joong growled, his hips snapping forward, thrusting into Dunk with increasing force. "I am fucking an asshole." For generations, the Boonpraserts and Aydins have stood side by side-two of Thailand's most powerful dynasties, bound by legacy, empire, and an unspoken promise to protect each other's interests. Now, that promise is becoming permanent through the upcoming marriage between the Aydin heir and the Boonpraserts' only daughter. Joong Archen Aydin is everything an heir should be: elegant, obedient, and impossibly perfect-the golden son shaped by legacy and expectation. Dunk Boonprasert, on the other hand, is chaos incarnate. Reckless. Sharp-tongued. The black sheep his family tries to hide behind polished smiles and public image. The two have been enemies since childhood-locked in a lifelong war of petty sabotage, brutal words, and fights that always turned ugly. But everything changes the night Dunk decides to give in to a moment's vulnerability and sleeps with Joong. His sister's fiancé. His lifelong nemesis. The one person he should have never touched.
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