A hot widower's wife || FreenBecky (G!p)

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 68

As the night painting in the skies, Rebecca stepped into the dimly lit living room, her footsteps echoing softly against the polished floorboards. The glow of the lamp cast long shadows across the room, illuminating Freen's figure as she sat on the couch, lost in thought.

"Freen?" Rebecca's voice was gentle, tinged with concern as she approached her husband. Freen's distant gaze flickered briefly in her direction before returning to whatever troubled her mind.

Rebecca sank down beside her, the cushion sinking beneath her weight. "Is everything okay?" she asked softly, reaching out to touch Freen's hand. But Freen remained unresponsive, her mind seemingly a million miles away.

The silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken words and unanswered questions. Rebecca longed to bridge the gap, to ease whatever burden weighed upon Freen's shoulders, but she knew that some battles had to be fought alone. Freen is really lose in her thought.

Rebecca sat there, her presence a silent reassurance, as Freen wrestled with the demons that haunted her thoughts. And in that moment, amidst the quiet of the night, Rebecca vowed to stand by her husband's side, no matter what challenges lay ahead.

As Freen's thoughts swirled tumultuously in her mind, she couldn't shake the nagging doubts that gnawed at her conscience. Did she make the right decision? Was returning to Chankimha Group the best course of action, or had she acted rashly, driven by impulse rather than careful consideration?

The weight of responsibility pressed down upon her, each decision laden with the potential for success or failure. She had chosen to confront Apo head-on, to challenge him for control of the family business, but now she grappled with uncertainty.

Rebecca's presence beside her offered a measure of solace, a beacon of support in the darkness of her doubts. Yet even her unwavering determination couldn't quiet the storm raging within Freen's heart.

Lost in the labyrinth of her thoughts, Freen searched for clarity, for the elusive certainty that would affirm her chosen path. But in the silence of the night, as doubts whispered their insidious lies, she could only cling to hope and wait for dawn's light to reveal the way forward.

"Freen," rebecca called for her softly again, her voice a tender caress amidst the heavy air. Freen stirred, slowly turning to face her, and Rebecca's heart skipped a beat at the intensity of Freen's gaze. There was a weightiness to her stare, a depth of emotion that sent shivers down Rebecca's spine.

"Are you okay?" Rebecca's voice wavered slightly, betraying the worry that gnawed at her heart. Freen's sigh reverberated through the room, a heavy exhale laden with unspoken burdens. Their eyes met, and in that moment, the air crackled with palpable tension.

"If I'm saying I'm not okay, what will you do?" Freen's question hung in the air, charged with significance, and Rebecca felt her pulse quicken in response. The seriousness in Freen's tone pierced through her, and she found herself momentarily at a loss for words. Freen's piercing gaze bore into her, demanding honesty, and Rebecca felt a flush of heat rise to her cheeks. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, acutely aware of the weight of Freen's scrutiny.

Swallowing hard, rebecca mustered the courage to respond, her voice trembling ever so slightly.

"I'll be here for you," Rebecca's voice was soft but resolute, her gaze unwavering as she met Freen's eyes. "Whatever you're facing, whatever challenges lie ahead, I'll stand by your side, Freen. You're not alone in this." Rebecca answer even though with uncertainty as freen's eyes still deep, staring to her like a hungry lion.

"If i dont want those?" Freen ask, her eyes fall down onto rebecca's lips, and hearing those questions Rebecca's breath caught in her throat at Freen's question, the raw intensity in her voice sending a shiver down her spine. The air between them seemed to crackle with tension, charged with unspoken emotions swirling in the space between them.

"If you don't want those..." Rebecca began, her own voice trembling slightly as she met Freen's gaze head-on, "then we'll find another way. Whatever you need, whatever it takes, I'll be there to support you, Freen. You don't have to face this alone."

Her words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of their shared understanding. There was a vulnerability in Freen's eyes, a flicker of uncertainty beneath the facade of strength, and Rebecca felt a surge of determination welling up within her. Besides. that, rebecca could see the desire that burning inside those cold deep eyes. God, rebecca's couldn't describe how goosebumps she is when seeing freen like this.

"I want you, rebecca." Freen suddenly said, her voice was low, husky, carrying a depth of longing that reverberated through the room. Rebecca's breath hitched at the intensity in Freen's gaze, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt the weight of those words settling over them.

"You have me," Rebecca whispered, her voice barely above a breath as she reached out to gently cup Freen's cheek. The heat of Freen's skin seared against her fingertips, sending sparks of electricity dancing across her senses.

Their eyes locked, a silent exchange passing between them, conveying more than words ever could. In that moment, surrounded by the stillness of the room, they were suspended in a world of their own making, where nothing else mattered but the connection that bound them together.

Freen leaned in closer, their breath mingling in the space between them, a mere whisper of a heartbeat away. Rebecca's pulse quickened, anticipation thrumming through her veins as she surrendered to the magnetic pull drawing them inexorably closer.

Slowly and slowly, Their lips met in a tender, electrifying kiss, a fusion of longing and desire that ignited a blaze within them both. In that fleeting moment, they were consumed by the intensity of their love, finding solace and sanctuary in each other's arms.

And as they melted into each other, lost in the unspoken language of their hearts, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, bound by a love that defied all odds. Freen thought she had a happiness somewhere else, but she's wrong. The happiness is beside her, and its only waiting for her to make her fully as her's. Rebecca. Rebecca is her happiness.