It was supposed to be simple. A contract. A lie. A perfect solution. Becky needed control. Freen was chaos. Clause 27: No emotional involvement. But somewhere between pretending and reality, they forget one thing- Some rules aren't meant to be followed. An Original Story!!!

One mistake. Freen made one mistake and it was enough to end everything she had been dreaming about for a life with her soulmate Becky. But when years later they meet again, Freen makes it her life's mission to rectify the misunderstandings, be truthful and come clean about everything that had led up to her big mistake in the first place. *Disclaimer* This is not my story I read a FreenBeck version awhile back and can't find it anymore and really enjoyed it. All Rights Reserved

To one she was a wife, to the other a best friend. Ellie Griffin is dead. And the two most important people in her life are trying their best to navigate their grief and every other emotion that this death has caused, and be one another's comfort in this difficult period. What happens when dealing with their grief together, turns their bond into something more questionable, even to them? Their fondness for one another growing unexplainable and very guilt-inducing. Or That problematic trope of falling in love with your dead wife's best friend. *Disclaimer* This is not my story I read a FreenBeck version awhile back and can't find it anymore and really enjoyed it. All Rights Reserved

Becky is an Operating Theatre Nurse who loves her new job working in one of London's busiest hospitals after having worked in Bangkok for two years. After putting her past life behind her can she move on when a new surgeon and familiar face turns up. *Disclaimer* This is not my story. I read a FreenBecky version awhile back and can't find it anymore and really enjoyed it.

𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐡𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

It all started with a full bladder. I didn't mean to stumble upon an illegal deal in the restroom hallway. I didn't hesitate to call the police. And I definitely had no idea who owned the club. Freen Sarocha Ex-mafia hitman. Billionaire CEO. New York's most untouchable elite. When she walks onto my college campus, hunting for the girl who tipped off the cops, I'm sure my days are numbered. But instead of revenge, she makes me an offer: She'll pay my tuition. Secure my future. All I have to do... is pretend to be her fiancée. FREEN G!P ‼️ Mature content! Read at your own risk ⚠️

Furin Saro is a charismatic, successful man who believes he has found his forever in Irin, the woman he met and fell deeply in love with while living in England. For three years, they build a life together-steady, passionate, and full of promises. But on their wedding day, moments before they are meant to say "I do," Irin confesses a devastating truth-one that shatters Furin's heart beyond repair. In that instant, the warmth and kindness that once defined him disappear, replaced by betrayal, rage, and an unhealed wound that refuses to close. Determined to make Irin suffer the way he did, Furin disappears. He erases his past, reconstructs his identity, and even transforms his gender. From the ashes of Furin Saro, a new person is born: Freen Sarocha-beautiful, composed, and emotionally guarded. This is not the man Irin once loved, but someone far more dangerous: someone who lives only for revenge. Freen quietly re-enters Irin's life, staying close under this new identity, carefully weaving herself into Irin's world with one clear intention-to make sure Irin never finds happiness again. But fate complicates Freen's plan when she crosses paths with Becky Armstrong, Irin's best friend. What will happen to them?

A marriage formed by circumstances, not choice. Two women sharing a life without sharing names, moving through the same space as strangers. This is a story about time, silence and what slowly grows in the spaces between them. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Please note: It's all fiction. It's a WLW story. Strictly, NO GIP❌ content, I never write that.

In a world where power is normal but feelings are not, the three Chankimha sisters have built an empire so stable that nothing threatens it-except love itself. ​ Raised to lead, not to be vulnerable, Engfa, Namtan, and Freen know how to control markets, manage crises, and protect their family name, but none of them knows how to handle a racing heartbeat or an unexpected attachment. Their perfectly balanced world shifts when three very different women walk into their lives and refuse to treat them like untouchable queens. ​ Freen, the cold and hyper-controlled youngest CEO, meets Becky, a fearless outsider who argues with her in boardrooms, steals her chair, and refuses to be impressed by her last name. Namtan, the dramatic chaos-bringer of the family, finds herself falling far too fast for Film, the calm woman who sees through every joke she makes. And Engfa, the quiet protector, discovers a rare sense of home in Charlotte, someone who understands her silences better than most people's words. ​ Between office wars, sarcastic banter, sister interference, accidental intimacy, and slow, confusing jealousy, the Chankimha mansion shifts from a place of pure power to a house full of laughter, arguments, and late-night confessions. This is not a story about losing the empire-it's about three powerful women learning that the one thing more terrifying than responsibility is letting themselves actually fall in love. From the author: This story is my love letter to GL, to chaotic family dramas, and to every reader who wants romance that makes you laugh, ache, and scream at your screen-all without losing the warmth of a strong, non-toxic family at its core.

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.