It's just a contract," she said. But she never warned me contracts could come with collars. When struggling fashion designer Becky Armstrong signs a one-year marriage deal with Bangkok's coldest CEO, Freen Sarocha, she thinks she's trading freedom for survival. What she doesn't expect is the control. The rules. The way Freen's eyes burn through silk and secrets alike. Or the way every kiss in public starts to feel dangerously real behind closed doors. But fake love comes at a price-and in this world of glass offices, jealousy games, and whispered moans under expensive sheets, someone always pays in more than just money. As loyalty tangles with lust and old scars resurface, Becky must decide: Is she falling for the woman behind the contract... or just breaking under her terms? A dark, seductive slow-burn filled with fake vows, power play, and dangerously real obsession. > Fake marriage was the easy part. Surviving her touch is another story.

ʙᴏᴜɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ɪɴʟᴏᴠᴇ ʙʏ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏꜱɪᴛᴇꜱ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴀɢɴᴇᴛꜱ ʏᴇᴛ ꜰɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴇqᴜᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀᴄʀɪꜰɪᴄᴇꜱ ᴛʀᴀɪʟɪɴɢ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴇɴᴇᴠɪᴇᴠᴇ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʟ , ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ʙᴇʟʟᴀʀᴏꜱᴀ ? ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇʟʟᴀʀᴏꜱᴀ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ʟᴏꜱᴛ , ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ , ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ , ᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴜɪʟᴅꜱ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴅᴀʏ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴇᴇᴍꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ ? ᴀʟᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴜɴᴘʀᴇᴅɪᴄᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀꜱ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏɴʟʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ....

# Prologue **Two Years Ago** The music is too loud. I can't stop laughing. "Becky, slow down," Irin says. Someone stops me from reaching for another drink. Saint's twin. Freen. "I think you've had enough." "Where's Saint?" I slur. "Work emergency," she says quietly. The room spins. I stumble toward the exit. Three guys block my path, saying disgusting things. Freen steps in front of me. "She's with me. Back off." They don't listen until security comes. In her car, everything's fuzzy. Her gentle hands helping me to the door. Waiting while I fumble with keys. When I turn to thank her, she's so close. Gold flecks in her dark eyes. The kiss happens before I can think. Soft. Perfect. I pull away, mumbling apologies. She backs into the shadows. I stumble inside and pass out. **The Next Morning** Saint calls early. "Beck, I'm so sorry about last night. Are you okay?" "What do you mean?" "The guys bothering you. I'm so glad I could help you get away from them." I frown. "You were there?" "Of course. I couldn't let anything happen to you. I was so worried when I saw those guys cornering you. Thank God I got you home safely." My head hurts too much to think clearly. "Thank you." "You don't remember much, do you? You were pretty drunk. That's probably for the best. Just know that I'll always protect you, Beck." Warmth spreads through my chest. Saint saved me. Saint protected me. That's when I fall in love with him. **Present Day** I'm staring at my reflection in the wrinkled wedding dress. "Becky? The car is here." The car to take me to marry the wrong twin. Saint left me at the altar this morning. Gone. Now I have to marry Freen. The woman who barely speaks to me. Who avoids me. I don't understand why she dislikes me so much. In an hour, I'll marry someone who can't even look me in the eye. Someone who isn't Saint.

A continuation of A Leap of Faith (as Wattpad has a chapter limit). The Super friends now continue their battle against both Reign and Leviathan, in an attempt to make the world a better place, and create security for their growing families.

As the Kalos gang continue to travel around the region, one little change of mind would trigger several emotional thoughts and revelations, and cause these two teenagers to make the most important decision of their lives. From there, many memories will be made together, and it shall change their lives forever. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POKEMON OR THE IMAGES IN THIS STORY, I ONLY OWN THE STORYLINE P.S.: This story is inspired by a couple of Amourshipping stories, so don't mind if there are some parts that seem familiar to you guys. ~~~ Story Milestones (29/7/2022 - Present) 29/7/2022: Start of the story!!! 7/9/2022: 1K reads! Let's goooo!!! 14/9/2022: 100 Votes! Thanks so much!! 21/9/2022: #1 in Ashketchum?! This was way too sudden... but I love it. 16/12/2022: #1 in Amourshipping...? Holy sh*t, that was quick... Thank you guys so much for all your support! 🥹 17/12/2022: #2 in Amour! Another one in quick succession! I'm feeling lucky this month. 25/12/2022: End of the story!!! It's finally done!!! 5/1/2023: Omg!! #1 in Amourshipping again!! What a great way to start the year!! 30/1/2023: 10k reads!!! LET'S GO!!! 4/9/2023: 20k reads!!! Love the support from all of you!! (Can't believe this story is still alive tbh) 3/2/2026: Been a while since I looked back at this and how've I reached 50k reads?? Seriously I'm honoured at how far this story has come ~~~ #pokemon #pokemonxy #childhoodsweethearts #amourshipping #ashxserena #satosere #aasl #childhoodshipping #satoshixserena

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