Pairings: Engfa/Charlotte storyline with appearances by the whole gang. Warning: May have adult themes throughout the story. Will let you know at each chapter. Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They belong to the show and the fans of Englot A/N: I love to write and I have always loved these characters. I hope you will like this. Not sure how many chapters and how long I will take it...it will all depend on you! Love feedback and reviews, so please drop some comments my way. ;-)

Freen lived a quiet life in a small house, caring for her old parents and younger sister. Intersex, poor, and busy surviving..love was a luxury she couldn't afford. Becky, daughter of one of Thailand's richest families, had never loved a girl before. Never needed to. Until she met Freen-kind, real, different. They shared secret nights. One mistake changed everything. Becky got pregnant. Her world collapsed. Ashamed and scared, she turned on Freen. "You ruined my life," she spat, tears falling. "I should've never met you." Freen didn't argue. Just stood there, silent, heart breaking. Becky left.

Rebecca was an innocent student. She was very brilliant. One day, Freen came into her life as her professor. From that moment on, her life began to change.

"..you will look good on my camera, striped to nothing but truth.." ".. I'm not a p*rnstar!.." Becky hissed at the lady Infront of her, who looked like goddess of sin. This isn't a story about falling in love, It's about burning desire.. its about.... Craving like air. Lust like dripping honey. Whispers that echo. Hands that worship. Pleasure like ache. A Body not just to capture in to a lense.. But a soul to be expose bare. Rebecca Armstrong A girl who lived by rules - soft flower waiting to bloom. Too pure to be pulled into velvet ropes, bare rooms, burning eyes. a girl who was never meant to be anyone's muse. Until she met the one who filmed sin like art. Becky was Too gentle for the world Freen sarocha lived in. And yet... she followed. Freen doesn't make films for pleasure. She captures the ache beneath skin. Craving. Power. Helplessness. The beauty of surrender - not forced, but willingly offered. Freen's camera doesn't just undress bodies,It exposes souls. And in that darkness, something bloomed. Something dangerous. Something holy. Love

⚠️ Warning: This is an 18+ FreenBecky fanfiction that contains mature themes, explicit content, and strong language. If you're underage or uncomfortable with such content, please skip this story. This is a work of fiction, purely born from my imagination. It does not reflect the real lives of Freen Sarocha or Becky Armstrong in any way. Read at your own risk... or pleasure. Enjoy, and don't forget to leave your thoughts in the comments! Rak Naaa ❤️

Freen Sarocha, 26. Quiet. Precise. Untouchable. She keeps her head down, her work flawless, and her secret buried deep. No one at Armstrong & Co. knows she's barely holding it together-for her little sister, for survival. And that's exactly how she wants it. Then comes Rebecca Patricia Armstrong. 24. The new CEO. Unfiltered, magnetic, and rich enough to turn boredom into destruction. She's chaos in couture-dangerous in heels, and always in control. Until she sees Freen. And just like that, the game begins. Becky makes her an offer: No strings. Just sex. In exchange? A promotion. Double the pay. No questions asked. Freen agrees-reluctantly. For her sister. For the money. For the power. But their nights? They're anything but simple. What starts as a cold arrangement spirals into something hotter, darker, and far more dangerous. Lust twists into obsession. Control becomes a battleground. And suddenly, the lines between them blur into something neither of them can name-let alone stop. Because Becky's never wanted anything she couldn't buy. And Freen's never let anyone close enough to try. But this? This isn't just a deal anymore. It's war. Desire. Power. And maybe... something real. Let the games begin.

Rebecca Patricia Armstrong is fire. At twenty-three, she is the quiet CEO of Armstrong Enterprises. Cold, powerful, and always in control. Five years ago, her wedding went wrong. The groom ran away. So her grandfather found a replacement. Freen Sarocha Chankimha. An orphan. Uneducated. Too loud for rich people. Too mischievous for rules. A storm. And somehow... the storm became the husband of the fire. Their marriage was never love. It was duty. Now they live in the Armstrong mansion with their four-year-old daughter Mon-a tiny thunder who runs around screaming "Daddy!" and causing daily chaos. Becky is fire. Freen is storm. Mon is thunder. The mansion is tired. The fire never looks at the storm. But the storm is still there... cooking, driving, gardening, and accidentally annoying rich relatives. And somewhere in this marriage of duty- someone is actually enjoying the duty a little too much. Captain. 🌩️⚡🔥 --- Freen G!P ---

𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦. 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵?

One-shots of Shelly (G!P) and Pundao navigating married life. When she's not running her marketing empire, CEO Shelly is busy being absolutely whipped for her wife. No matter the time or place, these two stay equally obsessed and horny for one another. Expect plenty of domestic fluff, unapologetic heat, and two people who find any excuse to get each other's clothes off.

Freen Sarocha Chankimha was born to rule the world. Cold. Beautiful. Untouchable. Until one accident turned the 20-year-old heiress into a 5-year-old girl trapped inside her own perfect body. Now she's 28, still clapping when she's happy and crying for ice cream at 3 a.m. Her parents are dying. The empire needs an heir. So they hire the only therapist crazy enough to take the job; Rebecca Armstrong. Sunshine smile. Gentle hands. And the daughter of the man who destroyed Freen's life. She says she's here to heal her. But some little girls were never meant to grow up. Will Becky save Mr. Innocent... or finally finish what her father started? --- Freen G!p ---