Brother From The Same Planet

"I felt brave enough to accept what was in front of me, they say you only find love once in a lifetime, that everyone has their partner, their half of the orange; it was a miscalculation for me, in my mind there was several possibilities for a person to be compatible with more than one person; but, love? No... love is only felt and has it once, and you know when you have found it, you feel it, there are no doubts and fear is not there's space." Is it possible that love can overcome the barriers of distance? Esther and Benjamim, found each other again, after a long time apart and discovered a reciprocal feeling, dormant in both; but not every love story is like movie romances; and they needed to face their fears, distance, and time, in the name of a love never lived.

Aziealle tried not to fall inlove with Zievion,a rich hot guy from dream cafe.She need to stop her heart not to fall inlove with him because Aziealle believe that, a rich man deserve a rich girl. Aziealle is from a simple not wealthy family, she's undergraduate student because of lack of financial, she tried to apply to a cafe that her friend recommended. at first it was nice but everyday is like hell to her after she met Zievion from dream cafe, he's rich and handsome. Aziealle realized that she can't never have that man, because Aziealle is just under in his ground, that's why Aziealle keep her distance to Zievion to help herself to not to fall in love with him deeper. But what Aziealle doesn't know is that Zievion is the way for her to know everything about his true identity?

Aria and Gavin were a married couple considered perfect by everyone around them. Aria loved Gavin more than her own life. For five years of marriage, Aria sacrificed her career, her friends, and her entire time just to manage the household and serve Gavin. She believed their love was eternal. However, cruel reality struck her hard. Gavin was having an affair with Selina, Aria’s own best friend. But it was not just that... Gavin did not only break Aria’s heart, he had planned everything to destroy Aria’s life completely, all for the sake of his freedom and wealth with his mistress. Aria discovered proof after painful proof. Every day was torture. Her tears ran dry, her heart shattered into pieces. Until finally, a terminal illness came to claim Aria when she was at her most vulnerable state. Would Gavin finally realize and regret his actions? Or would he remain cruel until the very last second?

When I'm at the hospital for a prenatal checkup, I find out that the husband of the woman sitting beside me is Rupert Hensley, a renowned businessman. It's such a coincidence. Rupert is my husband, too. As we chat, I learn that her husband isn't with her because he's out of town for a meeting. This is even more coincidental—my husband is also out of town for a meeting. After a long silence, I decide to get an abortion instead of going for my prenatal checkup. It's only when I later ask for a divorce that I remember he and I never registered our marriage in the first place.

เนม ชื่อจริงของเขาคือ วรวิทย์ วรโชติวาทิน อายุ 25 นักธุรกิจหนุ่มรุ่นใหม่ ไฟแรง และมีเสน่ห์เหลือร้าย รับตำแหน่งต่อจากพ่อแม่ที่เสียไปเมื่อตอนอายุ 17 ปี จากเหตุการณ์เสียพ่อแม่ไปในครั้งนั้น ทำให้เขาได้พบเด็กชายที่ทำให้เขารู้สึกเหมือนมีที่พักพิงใจ นาย ชื่อจริงของเขาคือ เจ้านาย พัชรวิทิต อายุ 18 เด็กชายบ้านๆ คนหนึ่ง ฐานะกลางๆ ไม่จนแต่ก็ไม่ได้รวย การตายของแม่ทำให้เขารู้อะไรหลายอย่าง ที่พ่อและแม่ไม่เคยบอก ความลับที่ถูกปิดบังไว้ ในช่วงเวลายากลำบาก ก็ได้เจ้านายหนุ่มผู้ใจดีเข้ามาช่วยเหลืออยู่เสมอ "อ่า ทั้งนาย ทั้งฉัน เราต่างเหมือนกันเลยนะ"

"Tell me you don’t feel the same way," Xavier murmured, his dark eyes locked on mine. "Tell me you don’t feel your heart racing every time you see me. Tell me you don’t think about me for hours, imagining things… imagining me touching you. Tell me you don’t feel jealous when you see me with another girl who isn’t you." He stepped closer, his lips curling into that infuriating smirk. "Tell me, Princess," he whispered. My throat went dry. My words stuttered. "I… I don’t feel anything for you," I barely managed. "You're such a terrible liar," he said, his grin darkening. ••• Everything changed the night my father died. Six months later, my mother’s whirlwind engagement brought me here — to his mansion, to his world, to him. Xavier Knight: arrogant, reckless and rebellious. The one person I shouldn’t want. The one person I can’t stop noticing. He’s not supposed to be mine. I’m not supposed to want him. And yet… every glance, every word, every heartbeat pulls me closer to danger.

Rivergate's most elite social circle had always shared an unspoken rule. Men were free to play the field as they pleased, drifting from one woman to the next. Women, on the other hand, were only allowed a single, discreet indulgence on the day they came of age—a privately hired "life assistant" meant to take care of their physical needs. … On my coming-of-age day, I picked Elliot at first glance from a hundred applicants who came in for interviews. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, looked composed and restrained, and carried himself with a calm maturity that set him apart. He was steady, meticulous, and obsessively clean. The only condition he agreed to was that there would be no bodily contact—hands only. And after every encounter, he would scrub his hands with disinfectant alcohol a hundred times. Over five years, the empty bottles alone were enough to circle the villa seven times. I used to think that one day, I'd help him overcome his barriers and truly make him mine. That illusion shattered the night I got drunk and accidentally wandered into Elliot's room. Hidden beneath his pillow was a DV camera, and inside were several videos of him pleasuring himself. On the screen, the same man who had always been calm and rational with me was staring at the lingerie of the adopted sister who had caused my mother's death, his Adam's apple bobbing as he moaned her name, "Chloe… I love you…" Only then did I realize that every step he had taken toward me had never been about me at all. It had always been a carefully concealed, long-nurtured love for her. So, it was very odd that he cried when I took my adopted sister's place in marrying someone else.

Someone has left a message in the parents' group chat. "Whose child is this? The teacher has given her a really brutal beating!" When I tap on the video, I realize that my daughter, Hazel York, is the one getting beaten up by her teacher with a metal rod. Enraged, I rush to the school immediately. That teacher, Elise White, still has the gall to act all arrogant at the school gate. "So what if I'm the one beating her up? That filthy bitch has the guts to tell me that the gift my husband has given me is the gift meant for her mistress mom! "My gift is the one and only item that exists in this world! No amount of money can buy this gift!" As Elise speaks, she reveals a decoration made of building blocks smugly. My company's logo is printed on it. But this is the birthday gift I've given to Hazel! I call my secretary on the spot. "Freeze all of Chester's bank cards and deliver the divorce agreement to him. How dare that live-in son-in-law find himself a mistress! It seems that he truly has a death wish!"

While I was five months pregnant, my husband, Randall Harris, accompanied his assistant to the hospital for an IV drip.   He even posted a selfie with her on social media.   I called him, and he lied straight to my face, saying he was stuck in a meeting at the office.   When I confronted him, he fought with me, gave me the cold shoulder, and then went straight back to his assistant for comfort.   “Are you sure you don’t want to notify the baby’s father? The surgeon asked me. “After this surgery, you won’t ever be able to have children again.”  I closed my eyes.  “He’s dead to me.” 

My husband, Daniel Thompson, looked down on me. I was just a farmer's daughter in his eyes, and he never loved the son I gave birth to. It wasn’t until our baby turned 100 days old that he held him for the first time. Then, one day, his first love, Claire Matthews, came back to the city. That night at dinner, Daniel, who was always cold and distant, finally smiled. He even reached across the table and placed a piece of meat on Noah’s plate. Noah beamed all evening, clutching onto that tiny gesture like it was a treasure. Just before bed, he whispered to me, "Mom, do you think he likes me now… even just a little?" I wrapped him in my arms, tears blurring my vision as I gently shook my head. "No, sweetheart. It’s because the woman he truly loves is back. It’s time for us to go."