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sarNie Egg
here's a new fanfic. hope you guys like it.
Love in the ice
Major characters:
Donut manasanan punlerdwongsakul
Dan worrawech danuwong
Minors:
Sornram tappituk num
Nutt nattapong dechapanya
Beam kawee tanjararak
Film rattapoom toekongsap
Benz punyaporn pongpipat
Gig suwatchanee chaiyamugsik
Prologue
'Everyone is searching for a place that can heal their sadness & loneliness. I am, too. I am donut manasanan punlerdwongsakul, the face of panache & the best model Bangkok has ever seen. That was 2 years ago. Today, I am Mrs. Donut manasanan danuwong, the wife of Dan worrawech danuwong, the owner of panache & the biggest status symbol of the fashion world in Bangkok. To them, we were the ideal couple, a match made in heaven. To them it was a fairytale, a model who fell in love with her boss. A dream wedding & an even dreamier life, if only they saw beneath the gloss. Just like everybody, I am in search of a place that can rid me of my sadness. When someones dream shatters, the echo of it shoots straight to the heart. The ache in my chest hurt to the point it became numb. It is almost as if my heart froze over & felt no pain anymore. It is true when they say fate plays games but they never said that 'Fates games pain the heart'. A fragile heart can only take so much until it gives up. Mine, on the other hand, turned to ice.Major characters:
Donut manasanan punlerdwongsakul
Dan worrawech danuwong
Minors:
Sornram tappituk num
Nutt nattapong dechapanya
Beam kawee tanjararak
Film rattapoom toekongsap
Benz punyaporn pongpipat
Gig suwatchanee chaiyamugsik
Prologue
Chapter 1
Designer kunchai kumnerdploy nums most anticipated fashion show till date is finally here but what the talk of the town is the launch of the new face of panache through this fashion show. Benz punyaporn pongpipat was a struggling model until she impressed Dan worrawech danuwong in her last ramp walk. That is right, CEO of panache, Mr. Dan worrawech danuwong gave ms pongpipat her break & now, she is the showstopper for kunchai kumerdploy nums show tonight. Let us see if she can take, the fashion world by storm like the one Mrs. Donut manasanan danuwong once did before she got married. This is pat ungsumalin sirapatsakmetha, fashion news. Donut watched the news reporter end her little broadcast as she sat next to her husband, waiting for the show to begin. The reporters words rang in her ears, 'Lets see if she can take the fashion world by storm like Mrs. Donut manasanan danuwong once did before she got married'. Donut sighed as she remembered her modeling days, she missed it dearly. The chaos backstage, the process of getting ready, trying on different outfits but what she missed most was the ramp. The rush of stepping on it as the cameras flashed away, capturing her every move. The sway of her hips as she reached the end of the ramp & posed. The thrill of being the showstopper. She missed everything. If only...if only shes been more careful 2 years ago, then maybe she would still be a top model today. Donut turned to look at her husband, who was busy chatting with his dear friend & panaches manager, beam kawee tanjararak. Her husband, Dan worrawech danuwong, the most handsome man she has ever met. His piercing brown eyes, smooth skin, dark brown hair that fell over his eyes, with those deep dimple adding a boyish charm to his cold looks. Is it any wonder he enchanted her when she 1st met him? & now, he was her husband. Donut sighed again & closed her haunted eyes, Will you at least pretend to be happy to be here? Dan harshly whispered, in donuts ear as he heard her sigh a second time. When donut opened her eyes to look at him, he grabbed her hand & held on to it as the show began. To everybody else, the gesture looked sweet, a husband caressing his wifes hand but only donut felt the death grip of his strong hands, & the chills it sent down her spine. She tried to ignore the pain & concentrate on the show as Benz punyaporn pongpipat walked in wearing the show stopping a-line with hug-the-shoulder neckline. Taffeta; white gown, kicking off the show. Donut looked on with unhappiness. Donut came out of the shower to an empty bedroom. She was not surprised. Dan rarely talked to her or tells her where he is. They came back from the fashion show about an hour ago when donut decided to take a shower. Dan was in the room when she went into the bathroom; however, he was not there now. Donut tried not to be disappointed, Stupid girl! She scolded herself. Dan never tells her anything, then why should it be any different now, Stupid girl for hoping that he might change, that he might actually start caring, actually start loving you back. Thats correct she loved him. Despite, his hatred towards her, she still loved him. She loved him, then & she still loved him now. Donuts thoughts were interrupted when she heard the sound of crying through the baby monitor. She quickly rushed to the nursery as warmth filled her heart as she took her 1-year-old baby boy into her embrace, Shhh, its ok sweetie, mommys here. Donut whispered, as she gently patted Dannys back. His wails became into soft whimpers until he finally fell asleep again in his moms arms. He was the picture of Dan, but he had his moms soft brown eyes. Once donut put Danny back into his crib, she went back to her & Dans bedroom & got ready for bed. She sat in front of the mirror combing her hair. She'd jet black hair that fell in soft curls around her mid-back, almond shaped brown eyes, porcelain skin, & a killer body even after giving birth. Is it any wonder she was the most successful model of panache? However, that was before she became pregnant. Clause 27 of the panache contract, a model cannot get pregnant when she is a panache model. She broke that rule & she broke it with none other then, the boss, Dan worrawech danuwong. She finished brushing her hair & got into her side of the white bed, book in hand, to get some reading done while she waited for Dan. Even though, it irritates him that she waits for him, she cannot help it. However, as soon as her head hit the white pillow sleep over took her, she did not realize how tired she was.