Rebecca Patricia Armstrong, the little angel of her fans finds it hard to juggle between work and personal life... This renowned actress finds herself in trouble once she meets the new producer , Freen Sarocha Chankimha.. and drama unfolds... NB: [ This is an original story by me. It is requested not to copy or plagiarize.]

She fell first, but... She fell harder. ❤

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

Charlotte scoffs and shakes her head. "No way in hell, Freen." Freen feigns innocence and puts on her most convincing confused face. "No way in hell what?" "No way in hell are you thinking about sleeping with my cousin! She is off limits. It's, like, girlcode or something." _____ FreenBecky converted. Original story by ©crazydiscounicorn

"I conceal. I conserve. I observe behind my mask. I bare a scar that barriers me from the ecstasy that I once held. Because of it, I swore an oath, to treat everyone with cruelty and harshness. As I laugh at my mockers from the top of my empire" Freen said, her voice raw with hatred and loathing. "I obey. I submit, for those who I have to serve. As I was stripped away from my life, by those whom were merciless. The world that I knew is built upon two stratums.. I was once before, sitting on a throne of my name, living a life that I was a princess in my family's embrace... but now in this reality, I'm a servant to my masquerade." Rebecca said, her tone dropped as she bowed in front of her master. Please be aware that this story has +18 parts and some violence. If you're not comfortable, please don't read it 🙏🏻. {Freen G!P}

Half Thai-British palace maid, Becky, is assigned to serve Thailand's Crown Princess, Freen. Due to some unexpected turn of events, she finds herself "serving" the princess beyond what she expected.

Freen stood at the door of their penthouse, her duffle bag slung over her shoulder, her breath unsteady. Two years. Exactly two years today-and she was home, earlier than she had promised. Her hand hovered, sweaty and trembling, ready to knock. She hadn't told her. "Freen?" She blinked. That familiar voice. She turned and there she was. Her wife. "Hey.." "H-how..?" Becky's words faltered, disbelief in her eyes. The bag immediately slipped from her hand as she rushed forward, her arms wrapping around her wife. "You're home," Becky whispered against her shoulder, voice breaking. "You came home." "Yeah," Freen breathed. "I am." "God! I missed you.." Becky murmured as she buried her head on her wife's neck. Bound by vows, torn by war. Hurriedly married, Freen and Becky never had the chance to explore together the life they just jumped off after a couple of days knowing each other. Just days after their vows, Freen had to go back overseas, leaving their marriage suspended in time. More than two years apart.. But Freen chose her wife this time over something that she had learned to live with.. But as they're going to begin to navigate the fragile complexities of marriage for the first time, duty still pulls them back into chaos. Will love be enough to survive what comes next? -- FreenBecky AU Marriage, War, Survival and Love Warning: I advise do not continue reading if you're not comfortable with a g!p story. (Becky G!P) Original story Please do not copy

Childhood besties in which one is secretly love with other one will this love will able to complete eachother or not let's see... where the destiny drive them. Freen is 2yrs younger then Becky Freen is 21 yrs and Becky is 23 yrs Freen is nerdy but somehow handsome and belongs from rich family where as Becky pretty beautiful girls under confident in herself elder daughter of the mid class family pressure to make her parents proud on herself and to complete her dreams... . . . . Freen (Gip) #freenbecky #freen #srcha # beckfreen #becky #becky armstrong #freensarocha # love # gip

Freen has been in Becky's life since the day she was born - her brother's best friend, her quiet protector, her "always." But as years pass, Becky's feelings grow into something she can't ignore. When Freen leaves for college, Becky is determined to change, hoping one day Freen will see her as more than the girl she promised to look after.

We were a secret. Now she's a wife. Some loves don't end - they just learn how to hurt quietly.