Becky has always believed life should follow a strict plan: law school, textbooks instead of dates, and no reckless choices. But one night changes everything. A sudden rainstorm. A motorbike with a rabbit sticker. A smile from a stranger who knows far too much about Becky - and always shows up when she's lost. Freen is chaos in a leather jacket, a mystery with a camera around her neck. She teases, flirts, unsettles... and keeps glancing at her old-fashioned watch as if the countdown has already begun. Becky is certain this girl is hiding something dangerous. Yet the more time they spend together, the harder it becomes to separate the game from the truth. And when the clock runs out, a choice will have to be made.

When the time is ripe, with fortune aligned, And the moon casts her glow on the wayfarer's plight, In that memory, my love, you shall surely find, That I am but a heartbeat, waiting for you in light, I will be there, waiting, forever thine. [Sequel to "Always"] Please make sure you that have read the first book before reading this 🙏🏻

What will happen if...you choose love over yourself? What will happen if....such choice might cost everything? Let's find out!! Please be aware that this story has +18 parts, and if you're not comfortable, please skip. {Freen G!P}

"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}

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

When Freen went out partying that Thursday night, she never imagined that after finding a stranger sitting on the railing of a bridge on her way home, her life would change forever. A journey through emotions and memories. Through regrets and hopes. Through love and forgetting. A story about what could have happened but didn't, and about what we could never stop from happening. * * * For you, whom I don't remember. Not your face, nor your voice. But I carry you with me. I hope you come back. ----------------------------- Translation from LEJOS DE ERIS.