[The Chankimhas #2] (it's a multiverse story) The princess is not supposed to dethrone the Queen.

Title: The Bride She Stole Tagline: She didn't rescue you. She collected you. Becky Armstrong came back to Bangkok for one reason: her family needed saving. What she got instead was a wedding she didn't choose, a groom she despised, and an exit delivered by a woman she barely remembered through the fog of one catastrophically bad - catastrophically good - night. Freen Sarocha Chankimha doesn't do this. She doesn't follow women home. She doesn't intervene in weddings. She doesn't want - not like this, not with this particular, catastrophic specificity. But she tracked Becky across a city because she couldn't stop. Because Becky Armstrong is the only thing she has ever lost control over, and Freen does not lose control. This is not a love story. It is a claiming. It is a woman who decided, and another woman who fights her own wanting long after she's lost the argument. Set in Bangkok. Dripping with heat. Dangerous at every turn. Trigger Warnings: Explicit sexual content (F/F) · Dark power dynamics · Forced marriage/contractual arrangement · Emotional manipulation · Jealousy and possessive behavior · References to emotional abuse (Becky's family) · Financial coercion · Dubious consent elements · Obsessive behavior · Adult language

✦ Letters to a Name That Never Existed✦ Some people fall in love with a face. Some fall in love with a voice. She fell in love with handwritten words... And he became home before they ever met. --- Two strangers. Two hidden names. One love story written in ink. Sometimes, fate doesn't separate two hearts. Sometimes... it simply loses the letters. A story of love, longing, and the promises that never stopped waiting.

After Freen's story, it's now time for Sam's love story to unfold. :))

*****WARNING: MATURE CONTENT***** She is endearing. She's beautifully handsome, intellegent, attractive, and hot as fuck. People listen to everything she says. A woman of few words, a bachelor, and a ruthless businesswoman. The entire package is completely out of her league. She should be out of her league, but why does she seem to be deliberately showing herself in front of her every day as the days pass? How the fuck was she able to make her legs tense and the hairs on her neck stand up every time she happened to walk by her on those brief days? Why the hell did this high-level businesswoman suddenly show up within her complex? Before that tragic day, Rebecca, believed she had everything all out. In the most unexpected of ways, two paths that were most definitely never intended to collide had collided. The result of this tragic meeting? A lady who is determined to ignore and stay away from the woman who is solely to blame for her strange and uncontrollable cravings, and a woman whose attention may verge on obsession. A Story of FreenBecky.

A fanfic of FreenBecky. A Gangster Romance Story. First of all English is not my first language so If there's any mistake occur then please forgive. A story about two mafia rival companies and their families. In the cutthroat world of the mafia, loyalty is everything - and betrayal comes at a deadly price. The Freen and Becky families have been bitter rivals for generations, each running their own criminal empire. Their companies dominate the underground world of Bangkok, locked in a constant struggle for power, money, and control. Freen and Becky the daughters of two rival families. Will they ever be together??

Everyone at Siam University knows Freen Sarocha Chankimha. Third-year Architecture student. Campus flirt. Certified heartbreaker. The girl who winks at you on a Monday and ruins your entire week without even trying. She is loud, effortlessly charming, and treats life like one long performance that everyone is lucky to watch. At least - that is the version everyone knows. Becky Armstrong has known Freen her whole life and cannot stand her. Her sister Charlotte's best friend. Always in their living room. Always with that ridiculous grin. Always joking when she should be serious, laughing when she should be quiet, and somehow - somehow- always there. Becky has made her position very clear. Freen is careless. Freen is exhausting. Freen needs to find somewhere else to be. What Becky does not know - what she has never been told - is that behind every joke and every easy smile, Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the most careful person in any room she enters. Careful not to want too much. Careful not to stay too long. Careful, above everything else, not to let Becky Armstrong see that she has been quietly, helplessly, hopelessly in love with her since they were five years old. --- This is the story of two girls who grew up in the same world and saw each other completely differently. It is slow. It is stubborn. It is occasionally hidden inside a laundry cupboard. It is enemies to something-that-feels-a-lot-like-friendship, and friends to something that neither of them has a safe word for yet. It has a park bench that changes everything, a boy who deserved exactly what he got, and a first kiss that one of them will start and neither of them will forget. It also has a shadow - quiet, patient, unnoticed - that has been there longer than anyone realised. --- Some people love loudly. Freen loved in silence for fourteen years. It was Becky who finally made her stop. Original Story!! Inspired by my own thoughts 💬 💬 😁😍🤣

Becky and Freen are bound by a relationship where something has already shifted. What remains is routine, silence, and the weight of things left unsaid. As days pass, attention changes and distance becomes noticeable-not through arguments, but through absence and restraint. This story focuses on what it means to stay when love is no longer simple, and when presence alone cannot repair what has already been damaged. A quiet look at staying, distance, and the consequences of unspoken choices. #unspokenpain #regret #betryal #coldlove

Freen Sarocha Chankimha the powerful owner of Step Up University. She doesn't run the university herself. She appears only at the most important events, gives brief speeches, and disappears again into her world of endless meetings and billion-dollar companies. To the public, she is nothing more than a cold, successful businesswoman. But what no one knows... is that Freen Sarocha Chankimha is a Mafia leader, ruling a dangerous clan from the shadows. On the other side of this world lives Rebecca Patricia Armstrong, a final-year student at Step Up University. A mute girl who cannot speak, Becky lives quietly with her uncle and has only one true friend Irin. She stays attentive in class, always focused, always trying to prove that she is not less than anyone. She is the topper of her class, admired yet overlooked. What Becky hides deep within her heart is a forbidden love. She fell in love with the owner of her university in her very first year the day she saw Freen at the Freshers' Welcome Party. Freen didn't stay long. That moment was enough to change Becky's life forever. Irin often urges her to take a step, to try. But Becky always refuses. Because how could the most famous, powerful woman, someone every girl in the university dreams of ever look at a mute girl like her? A silent love. A hidden mafia empire. A powerful woman who rules the underworld. And a girl whose silence hides the loudest emotions. When their worlds collide, will silence be enough or will it destroy them both? FREEN ( G ! P ) 🔞

They were never afraid of the cameras. They were afraid of what happened when the cameras stopped rolling. Between unsent confessions, a letter that felt too real, and a goodbye that came too quietly, two hearts learn that pretending is far more painful than loving out loud. Because sometimes the real scene isn't written in the script - it's the one that happens when someone finally decides to stay.