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อธิคมและภาณินี วิริยนันท์ นักมานุษยวิยาได้ให้กำเนิดบุตรสาวชื่อแก้วเก้า ขณะที่ทั้งสองไปทำงานวิจัยและค้นพบโบราณสถานบริเวณลุ่มน้ำกาหลงในอดีต เมื่องานวิจัยเสร็จสิ้นทั้งสองได้ย้ายไปทำงานที่สุราษฎร์ธานี แก้วเก้าเรียนจนจบ ม.ปลาย พ่อและแม่ได้ย้ายมาทำงานที่กรุงเทพฯ คืนแรกที่ “บ้านวิริยนันท์” ริมคลองมอญ แก้วเก้าได้พบกับชายคนหนึ่งแต่งกายโบราณเขาเรียกแก้วเก้าว่า เจ้านางแก้วเก้าเนาวรัตน์ขัติยนารีศรีเวียงเชียงรุ้งหรือเจ้านางน้อย แก้วเก้าเรียกเขาว่า “คุณน้า” แก้วเก้ารับแสดงละครเวทีแทนนักแสดงที่ป่วยกระทันหัน ทำให้ได้รู้จักกับเจ้าองค์อินทร์ ณ แมนรัตน์ แก้วเก้าไม่ชอบที่เขาพูดดูถูกเธอตอนซ้อมละคร แต่พอเจ้าองค์อินทร์เสนอจะติวสอบเข้ามหาวิทยาลัยให้ แก้วเก้ายอมตกลง “คุณน้า” เริ่มแสดงพลังในทางร้ายมากขึ้น เลอสรวง ณ แมนรัตน์ สมิธ ลูกผู้น้องของเจ้าองค์อินทร์เดินทางมาจากอังกฤษเพื่อรักษาตัวที่ไทยในสภาพเจ้าชายนิทราจากอุบัติเหตุรถยนต์ แก้วเก้ากับครอบครัวถูกเชิญไปร่วมงานเลี้ยงของคุ้ม ณ แมนรัตน์ ที่เชียงราย ได้พบกับเลอสรวงที่นั่งรถเข็นและยังไม่สามารถพูดจาสื่อสารได้ เธอทำให้เลอสรวงฟื้นความทรงจำแต่เป็นความทรงจำของเจ้าขวัญฟ้าในอดีตชาติ...

"Isa lang naman ang pangarap ko, ang makatagpo ako ng isang lalaking seseryosohin ako, 'yong handang mahalin at yakapin ang mga kalokohan ko.

จื่อรั่ว จากคุณหนูตระกูลขุนนาง เหตุเพราะถูกถอนหมั้นหมายจากคุณชายหลายตระกูล ทำให้บิดาและมารดาตัดขาด โดนหักเบี้ยหวัด จัดพลัดจับพลูอีกท่าไหนก็ไม่รู้ถูกจ้างให้มาเป็นสายลับสืบข่าวในวังหลวง

We are leaving now! A woman screamed as she dragged her seven year old daughter by her hand. But mum, why. What's going on? The girl asked as she began to cry. What did you do? You exposed our secret and now they are coming for us. The FBI wants to use us as lab rats. Now get in there and pack. The woman said pushing her into her room. There was a knock on the door, starling the both of them. Keep quiet and don't make a sound. The mum whispered as she went to the door to look. Cj? It's me. I am here now. The boy said as he knocked again. Mum, it's Romeo. He's my friend. Cj said as she rushed to open the door. No, Cj don't. The mum screamed but it was too late. Three FBI agents surrounded the front door as they pointed their guns at her. Romeo was being held roughly by one of the officers. Hands up in the air, where we can see them. One of the officers said at Cj and her mom. Romeo? How could you? Cj asked as she began to cry. Not another word from you. The female agent said as she went to handcuff her. Nooooo! The mum screamed as the house shattered pushing the officers away back three feet. Romeo held on to Cj for support so he didn't fall. Cj! Run! The mum screamed as a gunshot was heard and she fell to the ground. Mum! Cj screamed as she watched her mum, bleed out on the floor. With a new profound anger she faced Romeo and placed her hand on his head, prepared to kill him but she was shot by the hand. So she was interrupted, Romeo slumped to the floor unconscious and Cj took off, into the forest never to be seen again.

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I'm a CEO. Funny things keep happening around me after I meet a weird woman.

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

Calvin and I had been married for seven years. While packing up some clothes, I found a cheap lighter in the pocket of his jacket. Everything he wore, from the inside out, had been carefully chosen by me to highlight his refined taste and status. However, in that girl’s Twitter photos, he looked like a college boy, dressed in cheap clothes and wearing a digital watch that cost only a few dollars while kissing her. Using a throwaway account, I casually liked the post and commented, "A perfect match." Then, I turned to Calvin and said, "How did I never realize you had such a thing for bargains?"

Daisy: London's great. It's home. My home is exactly what I wanted it to be. What I wanted all my life. Away from my abusive father and down the road from every bookshop I could imagine. I love romance books like The Next Girl. I love cold nights and sweater weather season which is just around the corner. I love being in my own bubble while working at the library. My life for the past 2 years has been good. Smooth. So when I have my roommate telling me I have a visitor I could only imagine it was my father. I thought it was my father. But you know what thought did? That thought sold me to a sinner. The Don to the Italian Mafia because he owed them a pretty penny. My days are long gone and my nights become more terrifying than ever before. Good job I know how to defend myself against men like him. Antonio: Jerry Harrison. A useless human being who knows no limits. He owed us money and was willing to trade his daughter for his life. I took a gamble on a man who could have been lying to me, but he knew better than to lie to me. I own him the way I now own his daughter. It shouldn't matter to me. I don't feel and I don't love. After a day of travelling and watching my future wife-to-be, I couldn't wait any longer. A simple knock on her shared accommodation would be the end of my life. I didn't want a wife. I enjoy my own space. But one look at my Daisy Soon-to-be-Rosa and I'm done for. Beautiful is what she is. And Mine.