Becky Armstrong is 23, but the world treats her like she's broken. Born premature into a wealthy family, she grows up protected by the only people who truly love her her parents. Freen Chankimha, 27 is powerful, cold, and untouchable or so everyone believes. A self-made CEO and an intersex woman, Freen trusts no one. Control is her survival, and emotions are a risk she refuses to take. After Becky's parents die, her world collapses. And when Becky looks at Freen and asks, "Are you still my safe person?" everything changes. Its Gip Story Freen is (intersex) if you're uncomfortable skip becuse its have 🔞 scenes All characters, events, and situations are completely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. All rights and credits are originally mine.

It is a story of regret. An intersex girl, Freen Chankima, has a big crush on the daughter of the owner of the university and the campus crush, Becky Armstrong, who has never tired of saying that she is straight as a ruler. But what if the time comes when these two are going to become one through an arranged marriage? Is Becky going to fall? Can Freen keep waiting? Or will one fall in love when the other has already started giving up? Stay tuned! Characters Freen Chankima Pretty, handsome, tall, sweet, kind, rich, and intersex. Yes, she has a male body part, but only her family and close friends know. She comes from a rich family. Her dad and Becky's dad are close friends. She has a crush on Becky Armstrong, the daughter of the owner of the university where she studies. Becky Armstrong Pretty, savage, rich, and strongly believes she is straight. Just like she always says: "I will never like Freen. I'm absolutely straight... eww."

Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the world's most powerful self-made billionaire, the visionary behind the global empire FSC Fashion. At twenty-seven, she is an icon of grace and success-but the runway is a lie. Behind the high-fashion front, Freen is the calculated leader of Thailand's most feared mafia syndicate. Becky Armstrong is the daughter of the British Ambassador, a law student with a future as bright as her pedigree. She lives a life of order, justice, and privilege-until her father, John Armstrong, makes a fatal mistake. To cover a trail of government corruption, he takes a loan from the wrong person. When the debt comes due and the money is gone, the "Billionaire" comes to collect. When Freen storms the Armstrong mansion, she doesn't want the money. Her eyes land on Becky, and the ultimatum is set: The debt is cleared if Becky becomes her wife. The wedding is a cold, hollow ceremony of hatred. Becky loathes the woman who bought her; Freen is enchanted by the girl she trapped. They live as enemies under one roof, bound by a contract that strictly forbids Freen from touching her. But one night, a haze of alcohol burns through the resentment. The wall of "never" crumbles as the physical distance closes. When they sober up mid-clinch, they discover the one thing they can't deny: they are a disaster in every room of the house, but they are perfection in the bedroom. --- The debt is paid. The marriage is a warzone. But the sex? That's the only thing they aren't fighting about.

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 ---