Contains mature scenes. Read only if you are 18+. Please back off if you feel uncomfortable. Readers discretion advised 🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 -------------------------------------------------- Girls Love Story. No GIP❌ Note: It's all fiction.

Freen was a strikingly beautiful and formidable woman, confident in her success, until an existential crisis prompted her to question her very being. In contrast, Becky exuded warmth and joy but found herself vulnerable and seeking solace amid challenging circumstances. When their paths crossed, an unexpected agreement emerged, one that would irrevocably transform their lives in unimaginable ways. ------------------------------------ This is my original story on AO3 and I decided to put this on WattPad. It's my first time, so please go easy on me. Thank you and I hope you enjoy this fic.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" and many others name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... ✦ LISA MANOBAN Creative Director. Controlled Chaos. The one who left first - or maybe just the one who didn't beg to stay. Black suit. Wristwatch sharp enough to draw blood. Her hair tied back, like she doesn't have time for softness anymore. There's something about Lisa now - more composed, more ruthless, more... unreadable. Because Lisa learned the hard way: love that isn't protected, is taken. And she's not in the business of losing anymore. ✦ JENNIE RUBY JANE Global Brand Ambassador. Perfect Fiancée. The one who stayed - and kept waiting. Jennie knows how to walk into a room and make silence flirt with her. Her love story with Lisa wasn't soft. It was messy. Public, then private, then gone. No closure. Just distance. Just silence. The kind that becomes part of your bloodstream. She tells herself she's over it. That seeing Lisa again doesn't mean anything. But then Lisa walks in - cold, unreadable - And Jennie forgets how to smile without pain in her teeth. Because she never stopped wanting the one person who taught her how to want more.

The scent hits first. Dark rose, white pepper, and something sharp underneath - like cold metal at midnight. Jennie Ruby Jane walks through the glass doors of Kim Corp's headquarters, and time bends. Staff straighten up. Conversations drop mid-sentence. She doesn't look at anyone. She never needs to. Her heels click against imported marble as if announcing a verdict, not an arrival. Her face is unreadable - not emotionless, just carefully engineered. As perfect and untouchable as the perfume empire she built from scratch. Jennie is not warm. She is gravity in a black suit. ⸻ On the 28th floor, Lisa hears the footsteps before she sees her. Always five minutes early. Always in black. Always smelling like heartbreak in a bottle. Lisa turns slightly, pretending to read the numbers on her iPad. Her fingers hover above the screen, frozen. Don't look like you've loved her for years. Jennie walks past her. Doesn't speak. Just pauses for a half-second - enough to flick her gaze toward Lisa's direction - then disappears into the corner office. Lisa doesn't breathe until the door closes. ⸻ It's been 4 years. 4 promotions. Hundreds of sleepless nights building the very campaigns that made Jennie Kim ahousehold name across Southeast Asia. Lisa is the youngest Marketing Director in company history. She's sharp, strategic, respected. Instead, she's exhausted - from carrying numbers on her back by day and emotions on her chest by night. Jennie never touches her. Never says her name unless necessary. Never lets her get too close. But somehow... never quite lets her go, either. ⸻ Rosé says Lisa's addicted to the pain. Jisoo just calls it career suicide in slow motion. Lisa doesn't answer either of them. She just keeps showing up. Keeps designing campaigns around the way Jennie moves. Keeps writing scent descriptions that read more like love letters. Keeps pretending her chest doesn't ache every time Jennie smiles - just slightly - at someone who isn't her

Becky chased the truth. Now the shadows chase her. Freen holds power like a blade, cold, unyielding, ready to ruin whatever stands in her way. Mercy is a lie. Pain is the price. When they come face to face, who will break and who will rise from the ashes?

Freen Sarocha Chankimha and Rebecca Armstrong are soulmates-and married. Yet, there is no love between them. Forced into marriage by their families and the rigid rules of society, they have been living a lie, trapped in a web of duty and expectations. Rebecca has always been in love with her best friend Irin, who seemed to return her feelings-or so she believed. Freen, an omega wolf with a quiet strength and a touch of masculinity, has loved Rebecca from the very beginning, long before they even discovered they were fated mates. But Rebecca's constant rejection of both her and their bond is slowly destroying her. After four years of a hollow marriage, Freen's body and spirit are nearing their breaking point. With an omega who is fading fast, will Rebecca finally let go of the illusions she's been clinging to and open her heart? Or will Freen be forced to save herself by walking away from the pain of a love that was never returned? Perhaps this time, the Moon Goddess made a mistake. For how can fire and water ever blend, when one is destined to consume the other? ⚠️this story is not mine, I just adapted it to Beckfreen fanfic credit goes to original author @TaeTanGukks⚠️ ⚠️BECKY G!P⚠️

Have you ever imagined yourself married to someone you've never endured in your life? Rebecca had never imagined that either, quite the contrary. It was supposed to be just another normal morning. Rebecca would wake up, have breakfast with her family, then go to school and get a new reason to hate Freen Chankimha even more. Unfortunately for her... It didn't happen. What was your surprise when you woke up on that fateful morning completely naked, with none other than Freen Chankimha clinging to your body also naked? And worse, Rebecca ended up discovering something that couldn't be real. Have you ever wondered if one day you would just wake up next to the most obnoxious person on earth and discover that you had married her? _____ Freenbecky converted story. Written by ©Horsinha. English translated version by ©Chickenshit86.

⚠️Angst Freen and Becky have loved each other since high school, despite Becky's father, William, never approving of their relationship. Freen works tirelessly to prove herself, believing that one day, he will accept her. Then, suddenly, William gives them his blessing. But the truth behind his change of heart shatters everything. Grief, betrayal, and justice collide as Becky fights her own father in court while Freen struggles to hold onto the love that once felt unbreakable. Will their love survive the weight of the past, or will it all come crashing down?

Some stories don't need a name. Just two hearts finding their way. When Becky's world falls apart-her fiancé cheating with her cousin, her future unraveling in a single moment-she doesn't expect the quietest person in the room to become her loudest support. Freen has always admired Becky from a distance. Confident, driven, and untouchable... until now. One night, one unexpected act of kindness, and a twist of fate pull them into a connection neither of them saw coming. As Becky faces an unplanned pregnancy and a future she never imagined, Freen stays by her side-not as a savior, but as something deeper. Something real. Through stolen glances, late-night talks, and unspoken moments, the lines between friendship and something more begin to blur. This isn't a love story with grand gestures or perfect timing. It's about choosing someone when it matters most. Even if you don't have the right words for it yet.

Freen, an innocent girl overlooked and unloved by her family, lives in quiet shadows-until Becky sees her, really sees her. When Becky decides to marry her, she must fight societal greed, parental cruelty, and even her own family to give Freen what she's never had: safety, freedom, and unconditional love. Through whispered laughter, childlike moments, and deep wounds slowly healing, this is a story about learning how to be loved. -------------------------------------------------- Girls Love Story. No GIP❌ Note: It's all fiction.